~ sHe loVes mE, sHe lOvEs mE nOt, shE loVeS mE, oH ! wAt tHe fucK, I EveN haTe thiS thOughT. whAt thE heLL sHe doEsn'T evEn knOw thAt I doN't gEt thE tYm, tO tELL hEr hOw I fEeL. DamN it, I evEn haTe thIs rHyMe :| thErE's sO mucH tELL u sO muCh tO saY, I juSt hOpe To sAy thiS n maKe hEr fEeL sPeciAL iN mY oWn wAy, buT I'll tRy tO fiNd coUraGe n dO iT sOmE oTheR dAy. ~