I kinda like to write so.. here it goes.

This is just a small little text I wrote to kinda let my feelings flow

Love you tomorrow, at the same time...

And today, once again, you yelled at me "I hate you."
There isn't, there wasn't and probably there will never be an expression that makes me more angry than that one. Who gives you the right to talk about me?
Worse than that is the fact that you're convinced that I feel something that I actually, will never feel!

Never did anything but love you...
I do know that a few years ago I used to demonstrate it a lot more often and in a better way than what I do now. I know that sometimes I may give the wrong idea and, forgive me for that, but that feeling never changed and that's the biggest certainty I have.

It's because I love you so much that it hurts me so bad to hear those words coming out of your mouth. It's that horrifying pain that makes me abandon logic and racionality, things I give so much value to! and makes me talk with what I despise the most: my heart...

As you throw those painful words at me, you make fun of me and you hurt me, then I pick the pieces of my shattered heart up from the ground and I become like metal... Unable to love.

Ironically, I become unable to love anyone or anything, even if they show me how much they care, love me; but I'm incapable of not loving you...

So, I beg of you, please, explain me why you insist that I hate you. Because I can no longer live in this ignorance and I don't know what else shall I do to prove you that you're wrong. Explain me aswell why you insist on tearing my soul apart... Why do you wish to see it die in such a painful way?

I don't know... Maybe one day you might find a way to explain all of this to me...

Mia.

OmgTurtles wrote:

This is just a small little text I wrote to kinda let my feelings flow

Love you tomorrow, at the same time...

And today, once again, you yelled at me "I hate you."
There isn't, there wasn't and probably there will never be an expression that makes me more angry than that one. Who gives you the right to talk about me?
Worse than that is the fact that you're convinced that I feel something that I actually, will never feel!

Never did anything but love you...
I do know that a few years ago I used to demonstrate it a lot more often and in a better way than what I do now. I know that sometimes I may give the wrong idea and, forgive me for that, but that feeling never changed and that's the biggest certainty I have.

It's because I love you so much that it hurts me so bad to hear those words coming out of your mouth. It's that horrifying pain that makes me abandon logic and racionality, things I give so much value to! and makes me talk with what I despise the most: my heart...

As you throw those painful words at me, you make fun of me and you hurt me, then I pick the pieces of my shattered heart up from the ground and I become like metal... Unable to love.

Ironically, I become unable to love anyone or anything, even if they show me how much they care, love me; but I'm incapable of not loving you...

So, I beg of you, please, explain me why you insist that I hate you. Because I can no longer live in this ignorance and I don't know what else shall I do to prove you that you're wrong. Explain me aswell why you insist on tearing my soul apart... Why do you wish to see it die in such a painful way?

I don't know... Maybe one day you might find a way to explain all of this to me...

Mia.

SORRY! XD