God, I hate her

God, I hate her oh only God knows how much I do
I hate her from the tips of her dark thick hair to the tips of her toes
Which I'll get back to later
I hate her the way she loves everything I do
How she cares for my flesh and blood
God I hate that so much
I hate the way she dances kind of awkwardly
I hate the way she told me I was hers
I hate her from her sulky eyes to her full body
And those toes
But the thing I hate most is how she tells me I'm so good
No scratch that
It's how much she isn't mine
God I hate her
From her full lips to her soft skin
I hate her taste in music
In men
how she can draw
I hate it
I hate how I can't hold her
Kiss her
I hate her from the roots of her hair
And now for her toes
I find them
Just so weird
The way their shaped
Normal and then that one pinky toe
It's just weird
And I hate it
I haaaaaaaate it so much
what I hate the most though
Is not seeing her
Not talking to her
Because i'm not supposed to
And that's that
God, I hate her
From her long flowing dark hair that I love so much
To her odd toes
And her full body that I just want to hold
Her lips I've tasted but not experienced they cause my entire shell to disappear
And I turn into this slack jawed zombie that stares and doesn't look away until it's a bit to late
And this is nearly a weekly thing
so yeah I need to work on it
And that's why I hate her
I work on myself to impress her