love or hate?

The look of love,
The look of hate,
You hold my gaze,
Yet I can't distinguish,
Which is which,
You may be sorry,
You may admit you're cruel,
But I cant forget your pointed fingers,
And howling words,
That echo in my brain,
Over and over,
I guess you won,
Because no matter how hard I try,
I still hear you,
I still look at you,
Not bearing the look of love,
But trying to forget your look of hate