I wish I could see you just to tell you how I feel..Hate. I hate you..this is how I feel.
The discomfort, the feeling of being unwanted, as if you and I are just strangers. How could this be? You thought you knew me until you realized I was hard work. You couldn't move one muscle except your tongue; it kept talking nonsense and mine was left numb. I hate you..wish I could tell you.
