Toxic

If we have a childhood bestfriend, then we could have a childhood enemy right? That when you grow up, you'll suddenly reminisce someone from your childhood and say:
"Sinira ng siraulong lalakeng iyon ang childhood ko."
Some of us make peace along the way but up until now, that intense anger that I feel for him increased, reached it's boiling point and slowly converted into something more.

Despise?

No, that's too far.

Hate?

I don't think it's hate.

Mutual?

What!? This feeling is intense! No!

Like?

No, more than that.

Love?

No, much more than that.

Obsession?

No! How dare you!

E ano?

Wala na pala, balik na lang tayo sa hate. Asa naman syang mamahalin ko sya. Feeling nya.

But it's possible.

Ipossible. We are made to hate each other.

He's poisonous.

I can't drink his toxic.

You already did.

Then I will eliminate his poison on me.

Goodluck with that.

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