Click.

I don’t know really know how to tell this, but I guess I have to do it anyway. That’s it. I hate you! I really do. I don’t know why but I do. Strange enough, I just started to hate you. Never before I think I could look away more over hate you. I hate you! I just hate you so much!

Click.

People say that emotion is endless. It can conjure up many things but for now. All my emotion has come down to hating you. I don’t know why and don’t even ask me why. How could someone hate someone very dear to them? The one person that manages to toy with his dreams at night, that give him a sweet daydream. I hate this. I hate this hate so much.

Click.

Come to think of it, no wonder I’m mad at you. You came into my dream at night at play with my sleep. I can’t do anything in the daytime because I was too busy daydreaming about you. My sight is shrouded with vision of you so I couldn’t see very well anymore. My chest is pounding every moment that I think of you and it makes me feel very uneasy. Even my hand and feet is so tired, drowned, in the thoughts of you. This is the reason why I hated you so much. All of that, because ….

I love you too damn much.

Stop.