Like an addict needs a drug, I need you. We have problems getting along, but even in the moments I despise you I still love you. You make me cry with pain and joy. Sooner or later one or the other has to take over. Will my heart be broken or made whole? Y.U.

I love you.
I hate you.
I like you.
I hate you.
I love you.
I think you’re stupid.
I think you’re a loser.
I think you’re wonderful.
I want to be with you.
I don’t want to be with you.
I would never date you.
I hate you.
I love you…
..I think the madness started the moment we met
and you shook my hand.
Did you have a disease or something?
Shannon Alder