Love/Hate

Love

A simple four-letter word. A force stronger than the enraged sea and yet so tender and sweet as the warm sun rays in a spring day.

Hate

Another simple four-letter word. A word that sometimes we mistake for Love as it can creep into one's heart and, if unnoticed, fill it until the last drop. And it can be eerily comforting. At a lack of a better word, I'd say strangely comforting and safe. Just like love. A different kind of love. Not an altruist, unselfish love that everyone dreams of. Not a love that makes you climb the highest mountain. Not a love that makes you feel wanted...

I've grown to hate more and more each day that passes. That's why I hate to love. Or love to hate?

I like sunny days...