It's Love

I'm complicated
I love a boy, but he doesn't love me
I walk, he runs; I fall, he flys
I see him, he sees through me
I'm a hater
I hate the way he makes me feel
I hate how I think he still cares
I hate how he knows me so well
I hate him
I'm a lover
I love the butterflies i feel when he's around
I love the way my name sounds on his lips
I love the man he can be, but also the boy
I love him
I'm complicated
I know I can't tell him
I want him, he wants her
I'm here, he's there, and there, and there
I cannot be in love