Love and Hate
By: Opal Soul

Your acid comments anger me
But it's when you're silent that
I worry and frown. Oh, now I see
Just what you mean to me
I love everything about you
Your smile, your eyes, your hair
Your sweet mocking, too
What I would give to see you still care
But boy, you confuse me
Don't understand your words
Do you love me or hate me?
Do you know how close they are?

CHORUS
There's a thin, thin line between love and hate
I think I've walked across it
Can't believe I was so blind
It's taken me forever to admit, but--
Boy, you know me too well
So look into my heart and tell me
What do you see? Cause I
Think that I love you

You said once you loved me long, long ago
Was it true or were you lying?
The way I treated you, I guess I'll never know
Is the flame still there or dying?
I was such a fool
Dreaming of Prince Charming
Couldn't even recognize
My Frog Prince in disguise
Now I think I've lost you
To my despair and shame
I wish the fairy tale were true
To wash away my pain

CHORUS
There's a thin, thin line between love and hate
I think I've walked across it
Can't believe I was so blind
It's taken me forever to admit, but--
Boy, you know me too well
So look into my heart and tell me
What do you see? Cause I
Think that I love you

BRIDGE
How could I have guessed?
Yet I feel I should have known
I scorned and threw you away
My fault that you've gone

CHORUS
There's a thin, thin line between love and hate
I think I've walked across it
Can't believe I was so blind
It's taken me forever to admit, but--
Boy, you know me too well
So look into my heart and tell me
What do you see? Cause I
Think that I love you
AND OUT

This is, of course, a song and I'm working on composing it. Songs are naturally less deep than poems, so . . . I'm not sure exactly what this is. I think it shows my own confused feelings but then again, I may be delusional. Any flames, comments, or suggestions are very welcome at OR .
Thanks to: my wonderful spell-check.
"If I am a jewel, as a dear friend once flirtatiously dubbed me, I am an opal. Fiery ice swirling in the milk-white of innocence. Passion and compassion. Myself to the core." Surprisingly enough, I wrote that. It's just to clarify any questions on my strange pen-name.