go ahead and critique the heck out of this, i was writing feelings.
Where is the fine line,
Between love and hate?
A friendship once so special.
How could you toss me out so easily?
I doubt you ever shed a tear.
I gave you many.
I thought I was there for you.
All you could think of was what I didn’t do,
Why can't you see that I truly loved you.
For who you are, not perfect in anyway.
I accepted you and never asked you to change.
When was the line crossed between love and hate?
I guess I should have seen it coming, you pushed hard to be alone.
Why should I have thought, it would never be my turn?
It was the love of our friendship that blinded me.
How can I replace love with darkness?
In you it is there, I see it.
I cant find it in me. And I don’t want to search.
That fine line between love and hate is not so fine.
It is a gap so wide that once on the other side
There is no going back.
I will keep my tears, I will accept.
But hate? No that is a line i choose never to cross.
