With Hope

Blurb: I hate platitudes, every single one of them. There is one, however, that speaks to me: there is a fine line between love and hate. I know for a fact that this saying is true; I have witnessed it firsthand. What has me wondering, though, is whether or not this line is a one-way street. Maybe it is; maybe one can go back and forth between the two. Yet, is it possible for one to get caught up in the middle? Is there an area between the two where one might get stuck? Can the two coexist within a person? Or is one of them bound to be overshadowed by the other? For the life of me, I cannot figure it out. Can you? This is what my life has come down to: finding the answer to that question. If I do not, God help me, I will either live with a broken heart or broken bones and I might even wind up with a broken neck someday.