"you always hurt the ones you love." as if saying that sentence makes it better. it makes it ok to hurt the ones you love, because you know they love you also and they would forgive you.
it makes it ok to yell in the face of the one you love, to make them cower in fear. it makes it ok to push the one you love into the coffee table, it makes it ok to give the one you love a red hand print on there cheek.
it makes it ok to come back hours later and hug them and ask them if they are ok, and to never speak of what happened again and not even say sorry just like it never happened, because you "love" them.