Love and hate

Love and hate

Love and hate are like the two ends of an arrow

The tip

aims at what you love,

and the fletching balances it

by steering away

from what you hate

They are your guide

On the path

That’s right

For you

Love and hate

Are not black and white

One of them wrong

One of them right

‘Cause if you don’t know hate

You can’t know love

Think of it not as dual

But as polar

If love’s all you ever knew

Your love’s got no value

If you always just “don’t like things”

As a consequence

you can also only “like”

And never experience the depth

Of actually loving

Everything becomes a numb

Nothing

They’re the two ends of an arrow

You need them both

To know

Where to go