Hatred at times when I look at you. For I felt, you are always envy of me. Envy of the things that I have, envy of the people that I treasure. Why the sudden effort to tighten the bond now? Why the extra mile of effort to honor close ones? Funny, for before I see you always try to drift apart.

I don't comprehend, for you at times place yourself in someones' hearts. Is it because you want to be special? Or maybe you thought you are special. I feel nauseas observing your ways. At times, I feel I want to splurt these words at you, but could I?

You are afterall part of me, for you are afterall part of my love. But please do halt all the plans for sometimes, a bond crippled would be difficult to be unbent.