Derek
"Melody" That seems to be the only name I hear lately. Even my name is starting to sound like that.
I wonder what has gone wrong in my head. Sometimes she even appears in my dreams.
The irony of my situation is very funny, isn't it? I mean, the woman I spent half of my life hating has started haunting my dreams. Just not in a frightening but in a disturbing way.
I feel disturbed and restless.
She doesn't care what I think or do to her. Unlike before when what I think matters to her.
Sometimes I wish that Melody would return. I am not used to this phlegmatic one. She doesn't even care who I am.
The respect she gives me is just a necessity. I'm sure she wouldn't respect me if she had a choice. I see no ounce of respect for me in her eyes. The way she addresses me sounds like a taunt coming from her.
She never hides her hatred for me and that hurts something in me. Probably my male ego.
