we were so in love and we hated each other so much. i don't think i'll experience this kind of love ever again and i'm grateful for that. or did we hate each other? is that just easier to accept? it's easier to be angry. it was so easy to be angry. it took so much effort to do anything else and that effort went nowhere. i was in danger, or i felt like i was in danger. i'm never going to be able to explain how this felt and maybe i should be grateful for that too. i don't flinch when i hear your name anymore but i still lose sleep the week it happened