Love & Hate

Love and hate are identical twins.
They're two sides of the same coin, really.
Both have a reason to be,
told by an indescribable story
that can only be truly understood if stepped into
and transported to by two pairs of shoes.

Both see
red:
one for roses
and the other for blood,
or a peculiar mixture;
an unusual texture
of pleasure and pain inflicted by a rose's sharp thorn.

They are brothers
who demand quite a bit of energy, passion, and thought,
and sometimes they get caught
in a tangle of vines called trust,
and if one of those vines break,
then it takes
a long while to walk away
and the journey takes days,
nights, and many moons and suns,
but there will come
a day when the wounds have healed
and it's safe to say,
“I'm okay.”
But that hardest part is this -
love and hate co-exist.
They clash and fight,
gnaw and bite,
but they are still brothers
and they do love each other,
and in the end,
even through the hardest of hate,
unconditional love never, ever fades...