I hate you.

I think I hate you more than my body can handle.

I want to destroy you.

Then I want to forget you.

But I want to destroy you first.

I feel guilty for that,

Until I don’t.

I think I’m tired of feeling guilty.

You are the villain in this story after all.

Will I ever stop being angry?

It’s not like you can change.

Some people just are the way that they are.

You will never have my forgiveness.

I don’t care how long you might beg.

Forgiveness is a curse,

But to forget would be a gift.

The sweetest gift.