"Why do you always say that?"

"Say what?"

"'I hate you'. Why do you say that? I know you don't really hate me."

"Oh, you know it, do you?"

"I... I'm fairly certain you don't hate me."

"Because..." Because it's easier than telling you how I really feel. Because it's easier than saying 'I love you' and then dying inside as I watch your complete inability to say it back. Because it's easier to walk away when you don't see how it kills me to do it.

"Because?"

"Because sometimes... I really do hate you."

A smile. "No you don't."