Despite of any gloomy feelings that I’ve been having for several days, I just don’t thing that hatred is the answer. I’m not that bad, or, in other words…I’m much much worse than that… 
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When you love someone, you have to completely understand that this person may break your heart, in any form and substance, several times… That’s the risk that you ought to bear, willingly or not. Still, stupidly you know you love that person.
So, for me hatred is not the answer. Though my silence is my selfdefense, I’ll open my heart as always, and they can have my heart to break…