You.

I love you that you know me. I love your facial expressions. I love the way you say my name. I love the way you want to tell me things. I love your smile. I love your laugh. I love that we have the same sense of humour. I love we have the same taste of music. I love we're on the same wavelength. I love the friendly flirting. I love our conversations. I love that you care. I love that you're never awkward around me. I love how you make me smile. I love the way your eyes light up when you laugh. I love how you're such a geek sometimes. I love that I'm your favourite. I love that our hands fit together perfectly. I love that you're concerned about me. I love how you make me do that cliche sigh. I love how you make me burst into fits of laughter after everything you say, because you're really funny to me. I love that you trust me and so do I. I love that you were close by. I love that I was able to know you. I love you.

It's not that I hate you. 

It's just that I hate 

all the memories 

you left in  my head

when you walk out on me