Thursday, August 10, 2006

Anything But Nothing

When I could no longer love him unconditionally, I had to hate him without reserve. Living without passion was just not an option.

3 comments:

Rootietoot said...

oooooooooooooo....

Jojo said...

There is often a fine line between passionate love and passionate hate, sometimes need is mistaken for love and indifference mistaken for hate. I believe you to be a very passionate person and hope that you find that love again. Hate can be fleeting and love forever. Interestingly, I heard a quote once that has always stuck with me "I'd rather have someone hate me than not notice me at all, because then at least I make a difference" ... as long as he is still "making a difference" perhaps there is still hope.

lab munkay said...

This he was way before my Hubby. Back when I was feelin a big empty. Now all I think about him is, meh. And that is good.