it-isnt-that-hard

    She hated you  with a burn so hot she couldn't control it. With a gaze that made you shift under its attention. She never wanted you near, did anything to push you away, out of her life.    She shoved so hard that your bones broke and something inside you shattered. You became angry, mean, and self destructive. Being near her made you ache and quake with something worse than rage. You stopped seeing her. You just couldn't stand to see the face that broke you with hate. You turned inward searching for the piece she despised so you could rip it out. You wanted to tear yourself limb from limb looking for the offensive part of your soul. Yo

Pain ends, but you must not.