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"teach me about hate"

Hate was something I myself could not feel. I often felt as though he did.

"Well..I'm actually like you, I choose to feel no hate. Though I have come close."

This suprised me.

"Who do you feel hate for?"

"Its not that I feel hate, I often feel the potential for hate. But if I had to chose one person. It would definitley be.. him."

I didn't even second guess. I knew of whom he spoke. I felt this too for him very often. The one who banished him to the darkness in the first place.

"I.. I feel this for him to.. I wish he never made you do that.

He looked as though he was fighting back tears.

"Its not so much that he put me here. Its the fact he spends his whole life trying to make it so you can't be here with me. putting the idea in my head that I'm meant to be here alone. But you. you proved him wrong. I will never beleive him again. and thats a promise."

It was then that I realized that he may feel the hate from others. But instead of joining him. He was crippled down by it. Bashed over the head with it.

"Why does he hate me so..."

I felt a single tear run down my cheek.

I remembered my mother, the pain, the heartache, the deceite.

he reached forward and whiped it from my face lean forawrd and gave me a long passionate kiss.

"It doesnt matter what he feels anymore.. we found eachother again.. and that.. he can never take away. He couldd spend his whole life hoping wishing its not real. but it is.. we are.. and thats all we can do. Is know that we are.. and he isnt"

I loved him so much. He saw straight through my smile my eyes my laugh. And saw my pain was the same as his.