I hate twilights

Hate the look on people's faces. The way the shadows play on their eyes, making everyone seem mysterious. 

I hate the way the artificial lights mix with the remaining lights from the day that's almost over. 

Hate the way this time of the day depresses me and reminds me of something I don't really know what it is.

I hate how I know it's a bad memory that sends shivers down my spine.

I hate twilights.