I always hated you, even after I started loving you. I had reasons though, and those reasons weren't some shallow petty ones, you know it far better than I do.
From the first time I saw you, I couldn't hide my affection, even though I thought I could hide all of my feelings, emotions from everyone.
You looked like an dark angel and after I saw your tattooed chest and arms my heart skipped couple beats and my breathing thickened.
It's funny how, I thought I could fool you and myself, and it took me such long time to realize that love and hate aren't so far away from each other.
I've never had love like that before and I don't think I ever will or would even want to. That love was so passionate yet so tender, so deep and yet so shallow. It wasn't meant to last.
But still, when I'm awake till dawn, I wonder are you also thinking all those nights we stayed together, made love 'till the sun rose and laid in bed together, my fingers touching every line of your tattoos.
Now all I have from you are my memories I'm reliving every now and then, and the most beautiful tattoo on my thigh, where you secretly hid your initials.
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