I used to have an answer to everything.

I don't even want to talk to you because you know me too well.

You only know me like what? 7 years?

I hate you for knowing when I am lying.
I hate you for causing the fights between us which you will win.
I hate you for making me want whatever happened in the past to continue sempiternally.

I hate you.

I never want to speak to you.


Saying 'I love you' to you is so trite since it has been uttered so many times before this when we used to hold hands and draw doodles on my books and make fun of each other. Especially with what happened between us the last few days, those words can't be said anymore.