And Forth

I don’t know you,

but I hate you.

Once,

I saw him smile at you.

I wished

a piano would fall on your face.

I don’t know you,

but I hate you.

Once,

he was sweet to you.

I wished

you would be pushed in front of a bus.

I don’t know you,

but I hate you.

Once,

he touched you with kindness.

I wished

I could cut you myself.

I don’t know you,

but I hate you.