Dear Hate,

Why do you seep into our souls and take over our thoughts?

I find it so ironic that people hate you, yet they find popularity and friends in you. Why do you consume our hearts? Are my thoughts and my soul not enough for you? Do you relish in knowing that because of you, I just lost

yet another friendship? Do you take pleasure in knowing that I just made another person cry because I

let you mandate my thoughts? Do you find beauty in broken-

ness and crushed spirits? Is my joy not something that I can

hold onto? Because you are a thief, you have stolen too many priceless relationships, and precious moments from me. I am now so broke that I am bro-

ken, yet you are wealthy because you own so much of me. 

Please stop.

You, like an unwelcome guest, invade my safe-haven of

thoughts, stay as long as you want, and I am left to clean everything up afterwards. Please stop invading my heart, it was so much better

without you. 

Please stop.

You are not welcome in here, you never were. But I let you in, I let you rob me, but today I confront you, today I take back everything you have stolen from me; today I take back myself. Oh, and don't worry, you can keep all the hurt and sadness that inevitably came with me when you

stole my identity. Believe me, I will not feel empty without those things for

I am reimbursed with love, and given a second chance with grace.

So thank you for becoming such a big part of my life that I am actually deciding to do something about you. As we part ways, I pray that you never invade my soul or my neighbor's again, but I know your rebellious nature, so I guess it's goodbye for now.

Love,

Maile