The Lovesong Writer

love or hate me,
you know you want to.
when you love me,
you hate me too.
for being that nosey little irritating girl,
for saving your ass too many times to count.
but all in all,
you're grateful to me,
for bringing in the sun when rain was falling.
but i was the storm in your life too,
the hurricane which messed up everything,
tossed the flowers around and made the grass flat.
at those times, you hate me a lot for doing those stuff,
but you can't because you could never hate me.
i was "too cute",
too innocent,
too cheerful,
too wacky.
whatever the reason,
all i know is that you love and hate me.
so love or hate myself,
i don't care about you anymore.

-su rin

11:44 am;
Still waiting for you-