A Hate Letter
This was a valentine's day letter I wrote for someone WHO LOST ME. My dear J. It's crazy how I find myself writing yet another letter. Writing you a letter, this hate letter - a contrast of what valentines would write for each other. But I couldn't find the words to describe how I hate you. All the words that came to me are those of how much I loved you, of those how much of you were my everything, of those how much I still long for you, how much your presence meant to me. I couldn't come up with anything to make me think I hate you. I wish I have the words to tell you how much I hate you. But I don't, I just hated what you did, and what you do. I still can't bring myself to hate you. I still can't understand how our world would-be-fairytale ended before we can even see the race flags rise, the race gun fire. I still can't understand how our banters that never reached their boiling points would end up silencing themselves as they turn to goodbyes. I sti...