Heart Eyes

I hope you know how I feel When I read your Notes I imagine you hugging me when I look in my mirror And I love you But sometimes I wonder if you still feel the same way I think about the compliments I gave you in the eighth grade With Heart Eyes I wanna be by your side all the time and I love you As he opens up his locker he's greeted by another note But this one seems different So Out of sheer nervousness he waits until he's home and comfortable to read the note When he does it reads: "Dear A C(#) E, I'm sorry if anything I'm about to say hurts you but you need to hear this. Look, its almost as if every time we talk you constantly talk about yourself Whether its about how cool you are or how miserable you are Everything is always about you I don't know how exactly a relationship is supposed to go But this is not it Love your ex, (Redacted)" I cannot read today! Oh my God. Oh I don't know what to think When I read Those letters you slipped In my locker this morning I don't know what to say I guess We don't feel the same WAY! OH I Think about the compliments you gave me in the eighth grade With mixed cries I cry and weep on my bathroom floor every night And its all because of you I hate you I hate you I hate you I hate you I hate You Oh I Hate the compliments I used to Give you in the eighth grade Hate the fact i looked at you with Heart Eyes I hate the thought of loving you But i hate the thought of Hating you And i hate the thought Of thinking of You At All