
I was going to treat you like I would any other hater- shower you with kindness to show you I’m not who you think.
But after a while, you’re more like a friendly foe. A rival that I like to ‘play’ with.
With you, I feel like we’re playing a game of sweet-sour competition.
Don’t change yourself, don’t change your actions towards me, because it wouldn’t be funny to see you pissed off at my niceness.