This is very random. I hope you like it. Please R&R, I love reviews :) And, well, clearly, I'm not J.K. Rowling.
-- Sometimes --
Sometimes I hate him so much it makes me want to scream. He has such an effect on me, it almost turns me into someone I'm not, someone I can't recognize. And it makes me hate him even more.
Sometimes I want him so much it makes me want to cry. He makes me feel like I want to laugh and cry at the same time and I'm always caught in between. My voice trembles and my limbs falter and I feel so afraid. And somehow it makes me want him even more.
Sometimes I think I'll never cross the invisible line that makes everything turn that corner, the one that makes you see what you never could. The only thing that makes me think I might is that I'll need to keep up with him.
Sometimes I get so tired of being this girl that it makes me want to sleep for a hundred years. It's just exhausting having to know everything, all the time. And it just makes me bloody tired.
Sometimes I wish that we could start over what we didn't begin. Start with smiles and candies, instead of yells and curses. Maybe then things wouldn't have been so complicated. And it always makes me wonder.
Sometimes I think no one can really see me but him. His eyes are piercing and it hurts, but at the same time it's relief. And I hate him but I love him just as much. And it makes me sure there is a God.