“Why?”

Is this love? Every time that I’m with you I feel awkward. There’s this feeling that I can’t understand. I really hate you for everything that you’ve done to me. He keeps on bullying me all the time. Bragging that you are always correct and I am not. I was so traumatized with all the things that you’ve said and done to me. But every time you’re doing all that to me I feel different. Why just can I hate you forever? Why do I have to feel this happy feeling? Why?

It’s like, every time you’re hurting me, I feel that I’m in heaven…
Call it pathetic but its true…

I hate you but I love you….