Hate Is Such A Strong Word
I hate it when I’m explaining something and people make me repeat myself.
I hate it just as much as I hate conversations that run in circles.
But I don’t mind telling you how beautiful you are.
We can talk about it for hours.
I hate it when the people around me do unnecessary movements.
I hate it more when they’re actually with me and they do it in public.
But when you do your little dance in the middle of the department store.
I now dance with you.
I hate it when I share to people that my taste in some things have changed and they all go like “Look how one person can change you.”
But I don’t mind, it’s true. So I respond to them:
“You know what it’s called? LOVE.”
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