You treat me so terribly, yet I can't help but love you terribly. Your smile is terribly addictive, and your eyes are terribly beautiful, but you are just terrible. You are everything I despise, yet strive to be. You are everything I hate and everything I love. Maybe I am terrible as well. Am I? Maybe we're all a little terrible; terribly addictive and terribly beautiful. And maybe we're stuck here in this terrible world with this terrible people, destined to be terribly happy in the ultimately terrible game of love with these terribly wonderful people. Just maybe, all we're destined to be is terrible. Maybe terrible, is not so terrible.