In the beginning, you never understood how frightened I was. How I'd recoil every time you looked at me. How I thought you hated me with every fiber of your being. So I hated back. At least I made an honest effort to. Your eyes would follow me, though - even in my dreams. And I'd get so scared, I'd go running just to get away from the fear. You terrified me. Every single part of you, down to the scathing comments. But you impressed me too.
I never thought that my punishment for misbehavior would saddle me to the thing I feared more than anything in the world, so I did my best to flee, to run away. But you were always a step behind me, glaring that indomitable glare and blaming me for life. I don't know what came over me, or how long it finally took to click. But it clicked. Even in the dark, it clicked, and when I opened my eyes, finally, I found you waiting there. Not the scary monster I'd imagined you to be, but something far greater than I could have dreamed of. A bit embarrassing h