Dr Seuss:"When you are in Love you can't fall asleep because reality is better than your dreams."

Knowing the difference

I hate you so much that I love you.

So much love I have for you I'm about to burst.

It's hard to believe such love can exist but being with you I believe the impossible can happen.

When ever we kiss I'll whisper " I hate you" Because you do things to me no other can do.

And you whisper back "I love you" and just hearing your voice makes me go wild.

How did we happen? I have no idea.

But I'm laying on your chest hearing nothing but your heart beat and you're stroking my hair and it feels like I'm in a dream. A dream that's never ending. A dream that isn't a dream at all.

You tell me your never going to leave but I don't believe you.

I know your going to leave me because with every touch, every kiss it feels like I'm saying goodbye.

Like I'm savouring every piece of you and you can't even see it.

And the day you leave, the day you say goodbye to me is the day I truly hate you.

So much hate that I could just crack.

It's hard to believe that I once loved you because I hate you so much.

When ever I close my eyes I see you smiling, smiling your perfect smile. It's makes me sick

And it makes me sick when ever I see you two kiss.

But how can I still love you when I hate you so much?

Even though were not together you still do things to me that no other can do.

But I'm on my bed alone, without you. And I'm wishing you were hear to hug me to sleep the way you always did.

You may think I hate you but I still love you how can you not see it?

How can you not see Sam Uley?

So much love I have for you I'm about to burst.

It's hard to believe such love can exist but being with you I believe the impossible can happen.

When ever we kiss I'll whisper " I love you" Because you do things to me no other can do.

And you whisper back "I love you too" and just hearing your voice makes me go wild.

How did we happen? I'm not entirely sure.

But I'm laying on your chest hearing nothing but your heart beat and you're stroking my hair and it feels like I'm in a dream. A dream that's never ending. A dream that isn't a dream at all.

You tell me you'll never hurt me and I trust you. But believing and trusting are two different things.

I'm crazy about you Jacob Black and I'm scared.

I'm scared because I'm getting that feeling again.

The felling that every touch and every kiss we share feels like the last.

I'm terrified because I'm savouring every piece of you and you can't even see it.

Should I make this a two-shot in stead of one? Review and tell me.

Xxlilmisstrouble

PS. I have no idea why I rated this an M but all my other stories are so I figured I make this an M as well.