Love & Hate

Oh, dear.... What is love and what is hate? Hardly can I discern a difference. Both are born of a passion red, forged of fire in the hearth of caring. But which sword bites harder? Which dagger digs deeper? For love or for hate am I consumed? The rocks fall and they crush me with their weight. A funeral cairn! And still I wonder, and yet I ask.... What is love and what is hate? Or are they match for match?