Hate

Hate's a word so very profound,
Yet we just throw love around like it's nothing,
When someone says hate you look around,
Then start laughing like they are bluffing,

Hate is an emotion,
Love is one to,
But love and hate go together,
With them time go through,

Love used to mean everything,
Now it makes hate nothing,
Now you believe love even if it's a lie,
And you just think hate is bluffing,

Some people hate to love,
Some love to hate,
Some love to love,
Some are just to late,

Think of this poem as pointless,
Some of you will think it true,
Whay if we do say love and hate to much,
What does this do?