I Hate you.

I hate you. I hate you.
These are the words that go through my head leaving me still and speechless
They hurt more than his slap still burning on my cheek leaving a welt raw and thick
The welt will eventually leave my skin but his words will remain
I hate you. I hate you.
These words will always be more than just a little memory
It's my future and my past because he always comes back
To replace the welt with a new hurting me more and more.