Broken Shell

I hate you. You know that. You feel you have an understanding as to why. But you have it all wrong.

I hate that I hate you. Hate is an emotion of passion. My heart trembles around you. No one has ever been able to entice such feelings from me. Why you?

I hate this. I've always been able to control myself. Cold and aloof. I'm sure even you have figured that out. But without even trying just by breathing. Being. You break my walls. My shell. How dare you.

I hate being emotional. But I can't help it with you little brother. And that's why I hate you. Your blood has nothing to do with it. I hate being open. Vulnerable. Weak. You make me these things.

I love you. You make my heart tremble. Break my carefully erected walls. My rationality. I hate you for it. But I love you more than I hate you.

And yetI can't help but wish that I hated you more.

~Owari~

reviews are of course desired. P.S. This is my first fic. Not my best work sadly but I had to start somewhere.