Nothing But Love

The Absolute truth of me. I am random. I love hard. I hate nothing. I love everyone. I might not like some of your characteristics but in the end I will love you. When i was eight, my mother whipped my ass because i told my sister i hated her. She told me never to let the words hate be attached to a person or animal. The word hate was not allowed into my vocabulary. So when i try to explain to people that i cannot hold a grudge or that forgiveness is like breathing to me. It becomes complicated. Yes, i get mad. Yes, i get angry, but I do not know how to hold on to those emotions.