Hate and Love
But flirts too much
He makes me laugh
But causes much pain
He is calm and sexy
But an aggressive lover
He hates me
But thats the kind of love I'm attached to
So much love in hate at least he feels something for me, I killed his lover he is meant for me for if in sadness he feels hate for me that's an emotion worth more loving
I'm no psychopath just a lover through the cold fire
Preserving what's mine there's still love to hate the kind of love that turns me on.