I hate you, when you don't see me
When you consume me, when I don't believe you
I hate you when in one moment you go put the distance between us
And I find myself alone
I hate you without hesitation, without resistance
with a sense of abandonment
This is my hatred
A personal matter, not a topic to talk
This is my hatred
Nothing special, nothing sensual
Nothing bad, just hatred
And it vibrates in my hands, it burns if you leave me
But it mangles if you stay
I hate you, when you don't wake up
When you hit me and I'm helpless
I hate you on the wound the salt
of my sentimental feeling
I hate you, it's a measure of consistency
It's my fortress, my strength