Je t'aime

I
love
you.

I don't know why. I just do. Honestly, I should hate it. I should hate the way you are so demanding, so narcissistic, so proud, so greedy, so flirtatious, so moody, so cruel...
but that means I should also hate the way you make me feel so safe and warm, the way you make it seem like nothing is wrong and everything is going to be alright. I hate the way you make me laugh when I feel like crying, the way you manage to make me fall asleep with your words of goodnight ringing in my head, the way you can stop making me mad at you so easily, the way you make me feel so happy.
I should hate the way you are able to make me melt with your simple words, the way you can make me dazed with your songs, the way you make me want to smile when you smile, the way your infectious laughter pierces me so easily.

I should hate it.
and I do hate it.

I hate that I love you.
and that's a secret I'll never tell you.