Wednesday, March 11, 2009

I hate the way

I hate the way he smile at me
I hate the way he love at me

I hate the way he miss me

I hate the word " I love you" he gave to me

I hate the present he gave to me

I hate to heard his voice

I hate to saw him again

I hate about him every second and it's makes me to be a strong girl

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