You made me hate you so passionately, hatred with so much intensity that it made my lungs stutter and my head pound and my heart cave in my chest -- it was a pain that clawed at my insides and killed me slowly -- and all I could see was red. Redredred so passionate and intense and there were too many emotions for me to account for. I hated you so much, but then I realized that red does not only represent anger, and by then I had fallen too deep to even think of coming up again. I hated you so much because I couldn't even admit to myself that I loved you.

And that ing .