I Hate That I Don't Hate You!!!
Don't you sometimes just want to scream out of frustration whenever you feel that you're right and your better half doesn't give in? Don't you feel that life is just so unfair and women are really from Venus and men are from Mars?
It's funny how we sometimes get so angry at ourselves for wanting so much to fight for what we think is right but then we try to stop ourselves from doing it because of the fear of having to undergo too much drama or having to drain ourselves of too much frustration knowing that nobody will ever give in (especially when you're at the heat of the argument)? Instead, we count to ten, breathe in, breathe out, and wait.....
Thing is, technology has taught us to become so impatient! Cellphones, SMS, and other devices have made things easier for us, but it has also created a sort of 'need for emergence' (whether important or otherwise)...we want answers NOW! ASAP!
I love K dearly...but sometimes, there are things that women and men will never understand and we just have to leave it at that...and maybe, because of that love that I have for him, I cannot find it in my heart to hate even a nail in his body.
The other day, I was watching 10 Things I Hate About You and I remember the poem that Kat (how ironic) wrote for her school project...I just want to share it to all my friends who are caught up in a relationship...this poem just goes to show that there is no such thing as a perfect couple...that there will always be things that we will not be liking about our partners, but then it would not matter because in the end, we will still love them no matter what happens...it is true that people are superficial and that people want perfection, but when it comes to the one you love, the bucket of tears you cry, the number of sleepless nights, the million times you'd have press cons with your friends would never matter...believe me...
It's funny how we sometimes get so angry at ourselves for wanting so much to fight for what we think is right but then we try to stop ourselves from doing it because of the fear of having to undergo too much drama or having to drain ourselves of too much frustration knowing that nobody will ever give in (especially when you're at the heat of the argument)? Instead, we count to ten, breathe in, breathe out, and wait.....
Thing is, technology has taught us to become so impatient! Cellphones, SMS, and other devices have made things easier for us, but it has also created a sort of 'need for emergence' (whether important or otherwise)...we want answers NOW! ASAP!
I love K dearly...but sometimes, there are things that women and men will never understand and we just have to leave it at that...and maybe, because of that love that I have for him, I cannot find it in my heart to hate even a nail in his body.
The other day, I was watching 10 Things I Hate About You and I remember the poem that Kat (how ironic) wrote for her school project...I just want to share it to all my friends who are caught up in a relationship...this poem just goes to show that there is no such thing as a perfect couple...that there will always be things that we will not be liking about our partners, but then it would not matter because in the end, we will still love them no matter what happens...it is true that people are superficial and that people want perfection, but when it comes to the one you love, the bucket of tears you cry, the number of sleepless nights, the million times you'd have press cons with your friends would never matter...believe me...
I hate the way you talk to me, and the way you cut your hair.
I hate the way you drive my car. I hate it when you stare.
I hate your big dumb combat boots, and the way you read my mind.
I hate you so much it makes me sick; it even makes me rhyme.
I hate it, I hate the way you're always right. I hate it when you lie.
I hate it when you make me laugh, even worse when you make me cry.
I hate it that you're not around, and the fact that you didn't call.
But mostly I hate the way I don't hate you.
Not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all.
I hate the way you drive my car. I hate it when you stare.
I hate your big dumb combat boots, and the way you read my mind.
I hate you so much it makes me sick; it even makes me rhyme.
I hate it, I hate the way you're always right. I hate it when you lie.
I hate it when you make me laugh, even worse when you make me cry.
I hate it that you're not around, and the fact that you didn't call.
But mostly I hate the way I don't hate you.
Not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all.
posted by kat's corner at 2:52 AM
1 Comments:
i can so relate!
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