I hate you, I love you

It is OK to be hated (of course hate is never OK, but read on, I only use it for effect reasons AND because it was how it actually was said), when “I love you” follows.

When I woke Sam up this morning he was greated me with the words:”Oh, I hate you.”

When I left for work, I got the words: “I love you.” 

And all is forgotten.

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