Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens your heart, and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, a whole suit of armor, so that no one can hurt you. Then one stupid person, no different from any other, wanders into your stupid life. You give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it, they did something dumb one day, like kiss you, or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you up and leaves you crying in the darkness. So that such a smile phrase like 'Maybe we should just be friends' turns into a glass splinter working it's way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination, not just in the mind. It's a soul hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart-pain. I hate love. Hate it with a passion, but I just can't let go. I can never let you go. That's why I hate you. Both of you. Because you trap me here, in this awful pain, but you never care about me. Never really did, not like you did before. So I hate you, for doing this to me, and for ruining every chance I had of getting out of it. So, finally, this is goodbye