I never thought that there's a short line between love and hate.
I don't literary hate him .
I just don't like his attitude.
That's all. But I feel something weird towards him . Or its just me getting weirder and weirder.
Is it wrong to love whole-heartedly? Or I just loved the wrong person that was not destined to be mine? Should I fight for him? Or should I just move-on and accept the fact that I'm not the Queen of his Heart and I've never been? A cliche story about a simple girl who only wished to be happy and be loved.. But ended up broken and scarred.