If hating you was a sport I’d win hands down.
If hating you were a race, it would be the triple crown.
If hating you was a time of year it’ll be the holidays.
A time we love to at least for me anyways.
If hating you was love it would be till the end of time.
Like Romeo & Juliet, only they got out in the nick of time
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