your name is squidward tentacles
and you are in love with a vexatious
horrifyingly cheerful
sponge
you love him for the way he puts his cap on for work
quickly, but ever so dignified
the way he puts it back on the hook
the hook residing near the entrance to your shared workspace
the hook you watch
viewing the way this majestic creature you call spongebob does the most mundane of tasks
seeing such a sight simply fills you with delight
you love his laugh
rather
you love to hear him laugh
because his happiness alone sends joy through each and every one of your tentacles
your name is squidward tentacles
and you have a passionate burning hatred
for a vexatious
horrifyingly cheerful
sponge
you hate him for the way he puts his cap on for work
rushed, the facade of sophistication barely holding up
the way he puts it back on the hook
the hook residing near the entrance to your unfortunately shared workspace
the hook you scowl at with disdain
seeing such disgusting scum doing even the most mundane of tasks
fills you with horror and discomfort
you hate his laugh
rather
you hate to hear him laugh
knowing that regardless of how strong your feelings are for him
he will never be as happy with you
as he is with patrick