Hate.

When they asked me if you called me on my birthday, I sad yes, cause I knew that if I told them that you didn’t, they would “hate” you and I don’t want that. They don’t have the rights to hate you, I mean you have not do something bad, hurtful and evil to them. So, the only one who would hate you, would be me. Cause all the things you do to me are pure evil, and still I can’t create the feeling of hate towards you. I think of it, but I don’t feel it. My mouth say it but my heart and mind can’t feel it.