a/n: spree is a funfunfun word.


I hate you

Is all she shows

I- hate you too

It weakly shows

That he loves her

Doesn't she know?


Are you busy?

Softly asks

No, why?

Come here

And he talks

He speaks to her in that language

(or melody)

That only those who love can hear

In the end

I love you

Please don't say you hate me too?


She smiles softly

Don't you know I always have?

Always will?

And then they kiss


From that day

I love you

I love you too

Is everywhere

People say

I always knew!

And smile behind their

Closed hands

Those two children?

Teenagers?

Adults?

Were always oblivious

But was it an act?