What is this feeling?

In my chest, 

This strange feeling,

None like the rest. 

My heart throbs from it,

This growing passion towards you,

I keep it a secret though,

Because you cannot feel it too.

I get restless,

Jittery around you,

Almost uncomfortable like, 

But it's something I'll get used to.

My soul burns with this feeling, 

What do you think it is?

I daydream of magnificent events with you, 

When we are together like this.

I think I have discovered this feeling.

 I've experience it in its purest form, 

A feeling in which I cannot control towards you,

Deeper in passion than an unbreakable love;

It is pure hate.