To adore you is believing that you will always call me beautiful, even if I know characteristics go way beyond

To adore you is like flying an airplane for the first time, anxiously hoping nothing goes wrong

To adore you is like being forced to listen to my least favorite song
To adore you is not wanting to let go, so I gave in and sang along

To adore you is like hearing you say your excuses, and believing
all of the lies

But to abhor you, my love, is a much easier knot to untie