Let me count the ways. I hate thee to the depth and breadth and height my soul can reach. I hate thee so large that though it burdens my mind, I strive for a greater measure, So deep that my venom to your veins soothes my heart That I would walk for days through a blistering hell just to spit my last breath to your face. I hate thee that if I loved thee like I hate thee, my heart … [Read more...]