You’re the one I love to love, hate to hate, love to hate and hate to love.
You’re the one I love to love, hate to hate, love to hate and hate to love.
Men have died from time to time, and worms have eaten them, but not for love.
People would never fall in love if they had not heard love talked about.
But isn’t hate just scorned love?
Love is the reason for it all.
The phrase I love you coming from your lips is one I could hear on repeat for the rest of my life.
First love is only a little foolishness and a lot of curiosity.