Some things never change
Like the hate you give
But that's only what you think
Because you are only capable of love
I will hate for both of us.

Love like this is not for everyone
Insulting and passionate hating
Giving and taking.

Love like this is not even love
It is a connection that never ceases to exist
Princes are cute, but bastards are hard to resist.

All the bastards in my life are connected
But they aren't trained to connect the dots
Tell me, how could one lid fit so many pots?

This is not physical lust
I mean, I...