Lines Of Hate And Love Are Thin [Madara Uchi...
Covers by- Zoey-san & avaron_hiroyuki.
There were only few words whose meaning I understood completely.
Revenge for myself, my mother and my brother. Revenge for the life I lived. Revenge for the life my mother lived, the pathetic and disgusting life she was forced to live and for her death. Revenge for everything that happened to my older brother and for his death.
Love that I possessed only for my brother and my mother. No one else deserves my love. I only love the two of them and no one else. And I am not willing to love anyone else.
Hatred that I possess for my father. Hatred that I possess for each and every man who thinks that women are trash, who thinks that the only thing they can do is to bear a child and satisfy their needs. I hate them all.
When it comes to men, there is no one else than my brother whom I will ever be proud of. There can never be a man like my brother. That's what I thought until I met him.
He proved me wrong. He was the perfect definition of a gentleman. And I hated him for that because I wanted to believe that no one can be like my brother.
I tried, I tried many times to find a flaw in him so that I could happily reject him for me but failed miserably. That man just didn't had any flaw in him. He was the epitome of perfection.
I wanted to run away from him but in the end fall for him.
The miserable and hurtful past he had didn't allowed me to run away. So I didn't, but in the process broke away the only promise I had made to myself which was-
NEVER FALL FOR A MAN.