Love And Hate

I dislike the presence of hate. Hate was my intoxicating addiction. One dose of hate and I knew I was in a long over barring roller coaster ride. I slap hate in the face. Hate grab me. Next thing I knew we were kissing. Hate said, I miss you. I told hate I can live without you. Hate laughs and said, really. I told hate to leave. Hate said, is that what you really want. Hate walked up to me slowly putting one hand upon my face. I look at hate and said, why do you like to torture me. Hate said, it's not torture it's desire and passion. I pushed hate against the wall and start kissing hate feverishly. I Jumped into hate arms. Hate then pushes me against the wall. We moved rhythmically. Hate and I had burning passionate sex that night. We slept on the floor. I melted away like butter on pancakes near the fireplace.
When I woke up the next morning hate was gone. I went to my bathroom to take a nice long shower. When I looked into the mirror I seen myself for the first time. I was just as dangerous as hate. I cheated on love.
Boom boom boom, I was startled; there was a knock at my front door. I walked to the door slowly opening the door and there stood....