What the point of caring if its just a mixture of hate.
1 part love and 5 parts anger.
Such an unbalanced combination.
It reacts to itself and bubbles inside you.
Whats the point of loving if it doesnt love back.
Love is just a balancing act for hate. We all need something to classify this butterfly feeling, to box it in.
But whats the honest point. I love but i also do more. More without words.
And that alone is the point.