No I don't hate you.
Perhaps a tinge of irritation when you first turned up. I did find you too brazen for my liking.
You bear the impression of that popular kid whose face crinkled into an angry mess when at the age of 7, I didn't realize that having preferences was socially unacceptable, that favoring someone else's drawing was unheard of. You remind me of the 2 weeks period I had to spend lunch break alone.
But no I don't blame you for my inferiority complex. It would be absurd to do so.
How could I. My emotions are merely a reflex. Nothing more.They're the sentimental equivalent to the pain an amputee feels in a lost limb.
When your smirk becomes more pronounced, and so did my dislike for it, I swallow my urge to call quits to this relationship.
If everyone notices it, they don't point it out. The cliche about accepting a person wholly? I always admired them for mastering it because I never could with you.
See this is a lie I fabricated to put myself at ease.
No one finds fault in you like I do. I have a sneaky suspicion that they're taken by your brashness, smitten by your big words, even when you swoop down and impose your problems on us. The only resentment developing comes from me that no one else sees past that imposing stance. I resent them for embracing you in your entirety.
Now I just avoid you at all costs. I stopped turning up at events when your name shows up on the invitation list. I give tight lipped smiles when someone brings you up. Just enough to indicate the indifference I'm starting to feel. I learn how easy it is to make excuses for myself.
But you're this larger than life figure that I can't seem to shake off by shying away.
How do you delete a person from your life when your relationships intertwine, with expectations and obligations woven in.
You don't?
Maybe this is a hate post after all.
I really do hate law.
I hate law this much.
Enough to refer to law as a person.
Mhm.
