Something randomPosted: February 21, 2012
You hate the stars for they shine like my eyes, you hate the flowers I gave you because their petals are as delicate as my lips, you hate the wind because its warm coldness reminds you of my cruel caress – you hate the world, cheri, for I am in it, and you believe I live in it without you! But your wrath makes me perfectly happy! For I know you cannot hate if you do not love! Hate me, cheri, hate me! For it assures me that I matter to you!