Two Novembers Ago

The first time I saw you Two Novembers ago My heart filled with pure and utter love To the point where it nearly burst The way your glassy green eyes sparkled The way your messy hair never really sat right on your head The way your left front tooth stuck out Was nearly too much for me But today I saw you Two Marches later And my heart filled with pure and utter hatred To the point where it nearly exploded The way your eyes look like the dull shade of brown I've vomitted so much because of you The way you cut off your beautiful fair locks The way your crooked teeth stick out whenever you speak Funny how All your imperfections were once too beautiful for me to bare And now, I see nothing but hideousness