He knows me, he knows my fears my insecurities. He understands me at my worst and loves me at my best. He knows when I’m afraid I lash out to protect me. He understands my demons and how at times I have to chase them, though I may never catch them he understands I must try. He sees my harshness and loves me in his own way the only way he can…part time. I know my life is better for having him in it. I know even when it seems he’s not there…He Don’t Hate Me.