I thought keep it inside and letting it go slowly would make me feel ease. So, I just kept it inside for a long time. But the longer it takes, my heart start to morphs with it. Turn it out to be a ripe hate.
I pluck all the hates and eat it. The hate I ate had shaped me into a very dark and cold person.
"She so humble and kind".
Just so you know, I hated you long before I met you but I had to get rid of this hate to grow again. I'm full.
"I hate you, I never liked you. Loving you was a mistake." I always said this to myself.
It became hatred now I love myself just to hate that thought.
Thanks to this ripe hate, I started to grow ripe love.