I hated her.

I absolutely despised her.

She was perfect.

She was perfect and surrounded by perfect people.

Everything about her made me sick.

The way she laughed.

The way the room lit up when she entered. 

The way her teeth sparkled white like the clouds on a sunny day.

The way she would ace every single test.

The way she dressed in her pretty sundresses.

The way she smiled at anyone who came near.

The way she always wore her silver heart necklace no matter if it matched her outfit or not.

The way she always wore the same shade of lipstick.

Everything about her rotted me to the core. 

And it was only then that I realized, I didn't hate her.

I was so utterly in love with her.