I had never felt so much hatred in my life before. In fact, when I look back upon my life, I don't think I ever hated someone with so much intensity. So much that my blood boiled at the mere mention of The Name. I clenched my fists on seeing The Face. I cursed myself for ever setting my eyes on anything that reminded me of That Person. I let the hatred rule over my life, my relationships, my thoughts and my actions.I had always been a pragmatic individual. Most of the things I did or said were carefully calculated. I wasn't one of those impulsive, aggressive, easily driven by hormones sort of a person. Known for my timidity and tact, I was one of the last people to ever get into a fight or lose my temper. Till That Person came along. And my life took a 180 degrees turn. All I could do was sit and watch in silent horror as I let all the relationships in my life slowly and painfully crumble before my eyes. All I could do was sit and watch. Today, I'm a loner. I regret, I repent, yet I'm unable to relinquish all that hatred which is till captured inside my heart like a caged bird, desperate for freedom. I've been deserted by all those who cared, all those who loved me, yet the suppressed frustration and rage lingers.Hatred consumes. It kills.
This is a work of fiction as the people who know me would have guessed by now, considering I am ANYTHING but timid and tactful :P
