I fuckin hate Camoflauge and being strung along and holding the string that's wrapped around the other person's neck.
Or their pinky finger in reminder of a promise soon to be unsworn.
But I like to smile. And I like to see your face through soft movie theatre lights or the harsh glare of the motion sensor above your driveway.
And I like to kiss you goodbye, but it makes me so sad to have to leave.