Love. It's all the same; the destructive kind, the beautiful kind. It's an obsession; satisfied only by desperation. it tears you apart, it puts you back together. It is weakness, it is strength, Without it we are alone; with it we are forgotten. It can be overturned so quickly, it's nature changes. Light to dark, Dark to light. Hope turns to fear, fear turns to hope; it's all the same, Hate.