10 Things I Hate About You
The fact that You are one of the smartest people I know and it's hard to describe you to people who don't know You. You are fiercely independent and unafraid to be different, refusing to mould yourself completely to fit into the expectations of the people around you. People don't get to see that beyond your guarded exterior is a compassionate, loyal, and emotionally profound person who cares deeply about her people.
The fact that you are funny and your humour can arrive at precisely the wrong moment and somehow become exactly what people need, an irreverence, a wit, a refusal to allow life to become unbearably solemn. The fact that your humour is not the absence of feelings but, sometimes, the evidence of how deeply you feel things.
The way you care, even when you pretend you don't: irritated, exhausted and yet never once absent.You may or may not always make life sound poetic, but you make it feel dependable.
The fact that you are free-spirited, brutally honest and straightforward which makes you refreshingly real. The freedom of being unabashedly you—the feeling that life does not always have to be carefully planned, perfectly understood or sensibly lived. Sometimes it can simply be experienced.
The fact that you are a nurturing fierce anchor, one of those rare people around whom your mains can simply exist without pretense and somehow there is still room for others. You are incredibly resilient and unafraid to stand up for yourself and the people you care about.The kind of friend who will celebrate your victories, support you through your lowest moments, and make sure you have a place to belong.
The fact that no matter how circumstances shift or how distant paths may become, you value and choose reconciliation of relationships and old bonds like stepping back into an eternal summer—familiar and warm.
The way you make mundane feel extraordinary.A conversation becomes longer, a joke becomes funnier, a memory becomes warmer simply because you are a part of it. The fact that you can make some of the simplest moments of life like watching the blue waters can become ineffable and become a core memory.
The way you become a part of someone's story with unpretentious solace. You have known versions of people belonging to different chapters of their life, and because you were there, those chapters will always carry a little bit of you. The fact that when they look back years from now, there will be moments they remember differently because you stood somewhere within them.
The fact that you can effortlessly swing between profound philosophy and absolute tom foolery with razor-sharp banter, all without looking delicate or sentimental, and still stand for your people the moment something truly matters.There is something profoundly reassuring about you and your friendships that can survive both honesty and humour.
But mostly I hate the way I don't hate you Not even close
Not even a little bit
Not even at all