After a long day of classes she returns to her apartment to find peace and quiet. She changes in to her sweats and makes a nice relaxing hot cup of coffee. Walking to her desk she pulls out a small leather bound book. Sitting in her favorite chair she desides to write her feelings again in the form of poety.
I HATE YOU
not for the way you look at me
or for the times we fight..
not for our days together
or my dreams at night..
I dont hate you
becouse you laugh at me
or for the times i cry
or for the times your kind to me
and i sit here wondering why
we argue constantly
yet you're always there
the more and more i think about it
I want to pull out my hair..
your brooding face
your innocent smile
your ever seeing eyes
that goofy grin upon your face
they all took me by surprise
i hate the way you see right through
this mask i wear so well
you see the truth i know you do
and still you never tell
inside I'm scared and lonely
outside im cool and strong
but becouse of the reason i hate you
my mask can not last long
I have said my peace
I' ve told the truth
one more thing left to do.
The reason why i hate you ..
CLARK
Is becouse I'm in love with you.
L.L.
She smiles to her self. Sure she may not be Frost or Poe, but this was a way to express her self.. she turns off the light and goes to bed dreaming of her secret love.