Love's reverse is not hate
For hate will animate.

The real opposite is Apathy
- the absence of sympathy.

To recover from willful apathy
means filling and finding me.

I wanted to make a fire of hate
And dance beside it and wait.

But such a blaze needs me to burn
to give wood of my soul for such spurn.

My ability to love is not drained
only my heart tripped and sprained.

I feared it was broken and through
Because I had so entrusted you.

Limping now I am healing
and so glad to find some feeling.

So goodbye to you and the void
elsewhere I shall seek to be overjoyed.

For you (and us) I feel grief
and in memories, some relief.

I have been in love and will again.
I forgive you and there is no rhyme.