you want to know why I hate you well i'll try and explain remember that day in paris when we wandered through the rain and promised to each other that we'll always think the same and dreamed that dream to be two souls as one
and stopped just by the sunset waiting for the night aside a gliterring building of glittering glass and burning light
and in the road before us stood a very grayish man he held a child upon his back a small one by the hand the three of them were dressed in rags and thinner than air and all six eyes stared fixedly on you
the father's eyes said 'beautiful! how beautiful you are!' the boy's eyes said 'how beautiful! she glitters like a star!' the child's eyes said nothing but a silent utter joy and made me feel ashame for as at the way we are
i turned to look at you to read your thoughts upon your face and gazed so deeply into your eyes so beautiful and strange till you spoke and showed me understanding is a dream 'i hate this people staring make them go away from here'
the father's eyes said 'beautiful! how beautiful you are!' the boy's eyes said 'how beautiful! she glitters like a star!' the child's eyes said nothing but a mute and utter joy and filled my heart with sadness for the way we are
and this is why i hate you and now i understand that no-eve ever knows or loves another or loves another