Where's My Happy Ending?

I feel as though I'm trapped in a dream - or a nightmare. I hated him with a passion, well, I did.....

It is said that love and hate are easy to confuse as both are such strong emotions, and somewhere, the lines must have blurred for me. Each change was barely perceptible, but now i notice the drastic difference.

I used to criticise every move he made, every tiny detail, but now..........

He is all that fills my head, my dreams, my life.......
His name is on my lips as I spill my seed......

If only he knew.......
If only he felt the same............

But he doesn't.

After all, we were mortal enemies....