Pushing her, I hope that she would fall,
Turning back on her, I hope that she would cry,
Kissing her, I wish she'll hate the feeling,
Seeing her, I wish her to avoid my glance.

I wish for her to stumble and fall,
So that I can hurt her some more.
I wish that she would be dependant on me,
So I can crush her soul.

I wish for her to scream in pain,
I wish to hear her cry of shame,
I wish for her to be alone in tears,
I wish for her to hate me for all this,
For only then can I, hate her.