love and hate

Love and hate that ... Two steps away from one another. Hung on a branch of mistletoe at the edge of a world on the bottom of a huge beside a precipice, between today and yesterday, possibly tomorrow, the end of deserted beach, in a house and wall geometry, trodden on some key 10 fingers and soul, almost absurd, hand in hand with the aberration. Somewhere not you look somewhere where you can find them without looking for somewhere where there is hope, not know, do not believe, no longer can. Somewhere where you want and refusing, somewhere is denied and you beg, tears and somewhere where you have answers from the top of smile, somewhere where you see many, and you believe them all to show that you believe in anything. There's no holding back from the road, place to park near a gate that you show the way toward a neutral ground on which to lean your legs. Love, like hate. There is nothing romantic, nothing nice to hate when it comes to love, but it is born of sublime moments, moments of power, dignity moments where you see that you know to get up a sagging eyelids down, a closing fist , the sound of palms. Think about the one that has nothing to do with each other. Think about that the other has nothing to yell at you about one. You swear I'm not connected, when you see them hooked up, riding on top of each other, battling for supremacy with all sails up and grab. When it ends badly, love and hate about the same ends. Opposite. In boredom, disgust, forgetfulness, disappointment and suffering. Or relief, or hope or place to park other hearts. Their road is different, but they intersect at the point where you give the power to go further. Love is eternal hatred of being alone. Hate is not everlasting love being alone.

The deeper we love, the more we hate. We do very much hurtful when the person we love most hurts us, knowingly. With that amount of hurt, no matter how calm or peaceful one is, all love could turn into hatred overnight. That's because we put our trust and love on the wrong person. It's a feeling whereby one will only know when they are involved in it.

But I still have to fall in love with a girl

there is no border between love and hate relationship. what is love on first page of life, hate is right behind on the next one.... it's important to find the balance with both of . once you get there you are going be just fine. good luck, it's not that easy, especially if you are the who's belong the page of life....

from love we also learned to grow. in the struggle of life we learned. and when trouble comes we eagerly find solution to solve it. and because of love, we also tend to hate. but when hate interferes, its a heard pounding situation. why not let go of hate and learn to forgive. besides love will always be there no matter what, its just how we will find it when hate interfered. let love conquer your heart and soul. :)