Through these grey roads of despair

Wishing it was black and white

You hate me.

But we balance each other out, you see.

I put you out.

You evaporate me.

But we meet again, and balance is achieved.

I flood unhindered without you.

You rage uncontrolled without me.

But we stop each other, balanced, with each, we came to be.

I...might love you.

You seem to not hate me.

But we continue to balance each other, and we will for eternity.