I have never liked old and overused cliches but there is one that I question of late
Is there really a thin line between love and hate?
How does the person you pledged your heart to forever suddenly appear to be the epitome of your dislike
A constant reminder of everything wrong in your life
Is love between a man and woman really that fickle?
Or am I just in a foul mood in need of some release from the day to day struggles found when you live in moments that lack peace
Human nature some may say, to project your frustrations onto your mate
Yet we are all guilty from time to time
What bothers me most is words spoken rashly in anger, when they disappear they still leave a mark upon the heart of the one you hold dear
Yet, when time has passed and you decide to forgive and forgive and forgive ………you begin to wonder?
What more can I give? Perfect me? Far from that
But what a conundrum love is, it gives and gives and gives
There is nothing left
or in rare moments it returns and regenerates itself
otherwise matrimony would never exist in the presence of love and hate found somewhere in the middle of true bliss