I see in his eyes the intense burning flames. His voice how hot on my neck. Hos tone piercing me like a knife. Striking like lighting any chance he can. Though he says he loves me i can nolonger see. I only see in eyes sight the hatred he has in me. I know i screwed up on him; but that was the past. The begining in time with us. When there was uncertainty and lust. A time unfamiliar and unsure of confidence. A time i marked and said sorry for. Eight years now i have remained his strong hold. Though that doesn’t seem to mean a thing i still remain to see only the hatred towards me. I feel the heat burning my skin when he gets close to me. He burms me to the very inner core,getting under my skin like a parasite. The sad feelings begin to tale way as the hatred in him full fledge attack at me. He can not see how this fire he is burning hurts me so. The pain so intense that i can not even fully cry as depression build deep inside of my spine. Then anger and void begin to overtake me physically harming my coat that is on me just to feel the relief that i hide. He feels no remorse for how he makes me feel. Nor any love like we used to hold dear. Its all a big sword charging me down. Draining what energy i have from the hatered i see. He feels no love but claims he does. Though even sherlock knows these actions of hatred are not love but a disquise to hide. I messed up yes but that was long ago a place of comfort i did not know. It passed me by and i learned from things. I became my new me. The mother that he made me. We made a vow before we became us to stay friends throughout everything we’d ever share. No matter what termoils tried to cease we would fight thru it to remain happy and close like we were in that day. Though he is blinded in that mow with me aeeing nothing between us but hatred in me. I have time and time again before thos day said sorry to him and walked away. Why stay where i was at the time then when it was wrongs and i want rights. I can not see lo e anymore just the hatred he has in me. I feel all the emotions still in my heart but they don’t meet with what my brain knows as fact all the actions show a different view. Let me ask you reader…what do you see in this story i tell of his hatred in me.
Hatred He Sees In Me