The Epitome of Hate

What is love to you; to me; to us?
We smile upon it as if it’s the greatest feeling that one could ever have. Is it really?
We say it without hesitation to our family, our friends. Do we mean it?
I’ll tell you what I think love is; love is the epitome of hate.
You can love someone so much and they still choose hate; they still choose violence.
Love cuts so deep into the soul that the vein of hate starts to hemorrhage and suffocate the heart.
We use the image of a heart to represent love, but that heart can break.
We mask that heart with our smiles and with the kindness we continue to show.
Why doesn’t it heal the broken heart?
It doesn’t heal the broken heart because hate has punctured it so deeply
That it cannot survive tsunami.
The tsunami of hurt; the tsunami of sexual abuse; the tsunami of bad relationships; the tsunami of fake friendships; the tsunami of really liking someone but them not feeling the same way.
It’s just a huge wave of continual pain!
No one else can see it; no one else can feel it!
Love is the epitome of hate because when you hate you cause hurt and when you love hurt begets you.
Why does love hurt so much?
Why does it see uncontrollable tears at night; why does it speak to my mind and say end it!
End it all because no matter how much you love hate will always be one step ahead!
Why does love hate me one might ask.
Why does it promise all of these beautiful things in life just for it to not end that way?
We can’t seem to get things right even though we have offered all of our love!
We don’t have any more love to give because it has run out.
It has run out from trying to bandage up all of the hurt that came from hate.
Will the hate consume us?
I don’t want any parts of hate but yet I can feel it.
The anger!
I want to hate those who hate me but a small percentage of my heart is still intact and it won’t let me.
When will that percentage break?
What is it going to take this time around to shatter my heart completely into pieces?
Love is the epitome of hate.