I hate you.
It doesn't matter what you say. I won't change my mind. You never loved me. You never even cared about me. I tried hard to make you proud anyway, but it was useless. I was never good enough for you. And now you have the nerve to tell me you loved me, that I was a brother to you.
If that was true would you be standing there watching me burn?
You don't love me. You never loved me. Don't try to say otherwise.
I hate you.