Post Emotions

How Love Changes

She texts you again. She gives you hope again. You get a glimpse of your future together again. Suprise suprise, that's not what she had in mind. What does she have in mind? Maybe to play with this poor soul's emotions again? To make his mind go on and on about what's only impossible? No, no heartless demon could be what was once a kind hearted angel. Or were you the only one who saw that perfect embodiment in her? You're just a fool afterall. For falling for her. For not expecting this horrid finale. For lying to yourself that it wasn't going to be a horrid finale. Or were you a smart one for choosing her? Maybe she saved you from a fate worse than this. Maybe she's the smart one. Smart or not, you would've still fallen for her. Love isn't what's on her mind when she thinks of you now, unlike you. Isn't that enough to give you a reason to hate for? No, you never will, but you could stop being such a mad man about her. You treat and think of her as some sort of queen when she's just like everyone else. But you wanted to be the king. Her king. Do you feel that? That growing hatred inside your heart? A special place for her. Used to be your getaway paradise but now you wouldn't think going there twice. You just keep on waiting till that hatred fills up your empty heart. You hope this is the way to get her out of your mind. Love can turn into hatred in one single move, but you wish that was the case with you. In fact, you feel like you're playing chess with yourself, there's no end to it. But when it finally happens. The way you look at her with disgust instead of a gaze. The way you start to avoid her instead of being attached to her like a dog to his owner or a toddler to his mother. The way you just cringe and frown instead of smile and relax everytime you hear her laugh. That's how love changes.