I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU!
The butterflies in my stomach are dead, because of hunger. Starving for love. But they got the poison of hatred and wish no more to be alive. I'm done with loving, now its time to show you the other phase. Hatred...
What was my fault? Denying you for the same thing you denied me for? You left me alone when I needed you. Alone. Fighting with hundreds. And then? Said me goodbye forever. The same goes from my side now. I am not going to plead for you to come back. I am just going to prove that it does not matter.
You defended me from all those who troubled. But, now, I am a warrior who can fight without the shield. Whose sword is enough to be guarded. I have battled my whole life to become the strong woman I am. If you think that you can put me down after all thatI have already been through, you are wrong. You can not withstand this storm that is blowing my mind.
Today, during the break, we were frozen. Just staring. And that glances were bringing a tornado my mind. And I know, in your's too. Why? Why are we hating each other so much? Everything was smooth a week ago and now nothing is Ok. We just don't want to talk to each other. We don't want to hurt our ego starting the conversation.
Yes, you lost me. But I still don't want to let you go. I don't want to loose you, even if I never had you. This is a really awkward feeling. I was never in such a strange situation before. I either hated people or loved them. But for you, i am not able to understand. Do I love you? Or do I hate you?
Every time you are outside the class my eyes just wan't to see you. Every time you are in corridor my heart pounds to have a glimpse of you. I never understand this. I feel a force drives me outside. While everyone knows I am there because of you, I have no idea why I am there.
Even your ex asks me to forget you because you are black hearted person I'm always ready to argue for you. Still I hate you. Every time my friends make fun of you I'm ready to fight. Still I hate you. Every time you talk to a girl, I'm jealous. Still I hate you. Every time I see you indulging in something fishy, my brain says me hold you hand and stop you. Still I hate you. When you are hurt, my heart aches more than yours. Still I hate you.
You hate me too. But the difference between your and my way of hating is that You love hating me and I hate loving you......
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A MIRACLE IN DISGUISE
Teen FictionI feel the urge to write, to spill all of my blood over papers, building the empire of my sad madness from the flesh of my heart and the unfinished breaths of my soul. I feel the urge to tear my heart apart and then spread it on paper, write with my...
