(I wrote this about my best friend, who went through a terrible relationship many years ago. I got the distinct feeling he never could bring himself to hate that girl, no matter what amount of negativity transpired between them.)

You knew just what you were doing all along, easily able to manipulate me at any moment's notice, like a puppet on a string blindly obeying your every wish. I was nothing more that putty in your hands, to be shaped and molded into whatever your heart desired. Lying constantly, telling me how much you loved me, and I foolishly believed every word. I was enslaved at your mercy, swallowing every deception as you pretended to actually care about me as a person and human being in general. Slowly building my up confidence in you, my love and faith for you increasing until the point of absolute true happiness. And just when I thought there could be no wrong and you promised to love me unconditionally, your true colors finally came out and tore my heart and ripped it into a million broken pieces. Plunging the knife of betrayal deep into my soul, twisting and turning it with your lies and deception, until finally removing this dagger of hate and laughing as my heart died of emptiness and despair. In spite of what was happening, you knew that I could never hate you no matter how much damage was unleashed upon my unsuspecting soul. Although with the passing of time, you may think your merciless actions have caused me to build up hatred and anger, nothing could be further from the truth. For deep down inside this broken heart, no matter how much you despise and loathe me, or curse my name and spit in my face, the one thing I could never do is hate you my darling. This love shall forever remain until the day I die and the day you dance upon my grave.