Love and Hate
At first it was love at first site
I felt that he was my one and only
He felt the same way too
We would expression our love through,
Letter we send every Sunday.
But then we draw apart slowly fighting at the drop of a hat,
Crying uncontrollable, swearing and speaking at the top of my voice.
I stop in that moment, when did it change wasn’t it love at first sight, it turn to love
and into hate.