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I love you so much
That I have no choice
But to hate you
For all the ludicrous things
(That I can't help but do)

From all the "Why" questions
All the tears I cry
To the unparalleled hopes
Of a blissful you and I

From elaborate dreams
That I clearly see
To the wondrous schemes
That pair you to me

A past possibility
With present regrets
A future unbound
That begins when the sun sets