My Tormentor
Her gaze falls on me once more as she sings, "You said, 'Hey, // What's your name?' // It took one look // And now we're not the same // Yeah, you said, 'Hey', // And since that day // You stole my heart // And you're the one to blame."
Her face is full of contentment, so bright, so full of life that I couldn't help but stare. Sudden envy and hate bloom within me, reminding me that we're nothing alike. I hate her, I hate her because she's the complete opposite of me. I hate her because she pushes me and she shoves me past any bearable boundary. But I can't—and I won't—tolerate anyone even looking at her unkindly because I won't hesitate to be merciless.
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