2:30 a.m.-3 January-00

I love everything she loves

I hate everything she hates

And I hate myself

I know that she hates me

Hates me more than hell

And yet I can hear my

Damn heart yell

'I’ll stop beating if I lose the bet

but I can bet, you love her,

you love her yet.'

But yet God, please God

Tell her this not

Cause she means to me

She means to me a lot

I’m sure she wouldn’t like it

If she knew, I love her yet

And I want to trouble her

Not a bit

I know that from her

Love I will never get

But for my sake, my God

Keep her smiling always