Nostalgi

I hate the way you talk to and the way you cut your hair.
I hate the way you drive my car.
I hate it when you stare.
I hate your big dumb combat boots and the way you read my mind.
I hate you so much it makes me sick.
It even makes me rhyme.
I hate the way you're always right.
I hate it when you lie.
I hate it when you make me laugh,
even worse when you make me cry.
I hate it when you're not around and the fact that you didn't call.
But mostly I hate the way I don't hate you, not even close,
not even a little bit and not even at all.

Inte bara är detta en dikt från en film som länge var min favoritfilm, 10 things I hate about you, den ger mig också en liten nostalgitrip. En liten resa tillbaka till tiden och till staden då jag bodde over there. Staden är Seattle och det var länge sedan.