If I hate you,

If I hate you, I will be a neighbor separated by a wall. In spring, I sow the seeds of sunflowers, and then bloom by your wall. At that time, everything between you and me was separated. The difference between bricks and stones was your cold rejection.

If I hate you, I will look at your window eaves at night, and the bright lights are telling your loneliness. I have looked up countless times, and your brightness is better than the window in front of me. Have a pair of eyes, shining with beautiful light. However, those no longer belong to me, but to the night. I woke up in a boundless dream and suddenly became thirsty, only to find that there was a temperature in the cup that you had held.

If I hate you, I will ask someone to greet you and hide my name. I know it's cold, it's raining in Mao Mao, and the wind is cold. I want to become a long skirt and hold you in my arms. Temperature is the only concern I can give you, and it has nothing to do with words. Who would have expected that there would be a fission of feelings after many years? Those greetings in the name of friends are gone. Be a stranger and get the cold shoulder.

If I hate you, I won't bless you every holiday, and the gifts you like won't be in my hand again. I missed catching dolls many times. You comforted me. This is just a deceptive trick. But then you said you liked the doll. On your birthday, I sang you an English song, which you said was natural sound. I believe what you said is as real as your face by candlelight at night.

If I hate you, I will contact your friends, but I will never mention you. Whether you are happy or not, you are no longer involved. I think these people you know are also people I know. There is always a group of people between us, these familiar people. If they mention you, I will keep silent. It's hard for me to bypass you in those topics. How many times have I wanted to talk about your recent situation and try to listen to your thoughts? But I can't. I have to be a stranger with you.

If I hate you, I won't help others when they judge your right or wrong, and I will never praise or slander you. I always feel that my knowledge is limited, and others' judgment on you is too subjective. At least I can't participate in their unfair treatment of you and flatter your hypocrisy. I won't comment on you anymore. I walk away when people say that.

If I hate you, I don't know how long I can hate you and how long I can hate you. I don't know, the hate I understand may not be hate at all. In recent years, I may laugh in retrospect. These untimely ideas are actually naive. Who said that romance only exists in love, and hate can also be romantic?

If I hate you, I am willing to keep a mood and give birth to emotions for no reason. I can't stand whether these difficult moments for me will make me collapse instantly. However, I am still right. This kind of emotion has a long history and cannot be eliminated immediately. Maybe it can't be eliminated at all. I don't want to face you

If I hate you, I will want to stop for a while, even one day. On this day, I will dissolve my hatred for you and talk to you about the past like an ordinary friend. On this day, I will think of your birthday and sing a song for you. Give your favorite gift.