under your skin.

She despised him.
Not the kind of hatred where it's simply I don't like you.
No.
She despises him with all of her being.
She's disturbed just by his presence.
She despises his arrogant smile,
the way he fidgets with his hands when he's nervous,
and his snide remarks every time she entered a room.
She despises him with all of her being.

He despised her.
From the depths of his being.
With her scathing remarks and devilish grin.
The way she brushes her hair out of her face when upset.
He detested the fact that she never addressed him kindly or even at all.
He detested how unpleasant and obnoxious she was.
Every single aspect of her.
He couldn't stand it.

But then again, there's a very thin line between hate and love.