2nd

I hate summers, I hate rains, I hate that your remnants still remains. I hate wallets, I hate bracelets, I hate that you coming back is hopeless. I hate pink, I hate blue, I hate that you broke us apart for us to grew. I hate flowers, especially sunflowers, I hate that we only have been together for not even an hour. I hate cocopan, I hate coffees, I hate that we all now have our own stories. I hate jollibee, I hate mangoes, I hate that the sounds of your voice still echoes. I hate dancing, I hate seventeen, I hate that my actions had put us apart, between I hate spicy foods, especially greenwich's hot sauce, I hate that I could have done better, but now you're loss I hate everything that reminds me of you, especially you.