There are three things I hate the most. At the top of the list is the most vicious, most ruthless, most hideous, and most agonizing sea creature to ever exist in the world which is none other than a starfish. Second would be the taste of bittermelons. The fact that people could stand the taste and even like that certain vegetable deserves both to be jailed but I am quite impressed that they managed to convince themselves to like such a disdainful crop. No wonder it came from the ground. As for the last, I hate vulnerability. For someone to wear their hearts on their sleeves is stupid. You must never let anyone know of your true feelings and thoughts. To feel is to be human; to be flawed is to be human.
I thought that these were the things I truly hated until I met you. I hate the way you smile, I hate the way you cry, I hate the way your voice sounds when you scream, I hate how you could easily express what you truly feel yet show not even the tiniest glimpse of your true heart.
How could you smile with those sad eyes, cry with those false tears, and entice me with every single thing you do. How dare you deceit me with that torturous look of yours?
Had I known the consequences of you, "Would I have done it again?" you ask.
Only a fool would claim a rose as his, if he was a coward against its thorns, and yes, I'd do it again, and again, and again, and again. If it were you, how could I possibly say no. In spite of all the things I hate, one things for sure.
There is nothing more that I'd hate than a life without you.
I thought there was nothing more cruel than this world we live in until you came. You taught me how to live, to feel, to see, and you taught me about love. You made me realize what I failed to see. Above all hate there is love and above all evil there is good.
You patience unraveled the depths of my heart, accepting the chaos that lies in my past, reveling in the present of today, and hoping for tomorrow.
You are a cruel woman.