Is it really easier to hate?
Surely love is easier, safer and less lonely,
Does hate not at least deserve a reason,
love should be rewarded and welcomed.
Instead hate is welcomed
and warmed and love is shoved
at a safe distance,
Is all that love really unsolved.
Having a closed chapter is maybe
what's needed and defiantly welcomed,
Can't I be loved is it not possible,
where is the one, that special one.
If only our hearts had eye's wide enough to see,
the truth above a lie we could let it go,
having nothing to hide and nothing to show
all would of been better...had he not lied.
Perhaps the heart would be without the ache,
the ache without the pain.