Imagine, believe, achieve.

To hate is to protect my heart.

Perhaps I'm delusional to think such a negative emotion can bring any good. However, to get over love... I feel I must hate. Repeating to the air around me that I despise you. That everything you put me through ripped the love right out of my heart, and that for this, I cannot forgive you. I'll say it over and over, right up until the very moment I can make my heart believe it in the slightest. I'll ignore all the happy memories I made with you. I'll ignore all the beautiful emotions you helped me experience. I'll blur them and erase them as much as I have to so that the bad will burst through and remind me why you and I are no longer a team. I'll stop my heart from pounding at the mention of your name. And if I hear it, I'll scoff and claim that I don't miss you at all.

I don't believe myself yet... However, I know the day will come when all my hard work will pay off, and I'll begin to believe it. That day, the part of my heart that gleamed for you will be nothing but a void and the voice in my head that whispers your name to me will be forever silenced. When that day comes, there will be no turning back.