Gina

Hate.
The feeling that comes when
EVERYTHING
       she worked for
       she believed in
       she trusted in
       she planned around
                                                         IS GONE.

There is no
rhyme
no
reason.

It doesn't make sense.

Humanly - she can't see the reason for it.
Humanly - she can't the good that can come from it.
Humanly - all she feels is hate.

So she
                          YELLS and
                          CRIES  and
                          RAGES and
                          THROWS...

and falls to her knees.
Presses her forehead to the floor in
DESPAIR.

Then repreats the entire process.
AGAINANDAGAINANDAGAINANDAGAIN.
This lasts hours and days and months...
the weeping, the wordless moans.

BUT

You never left.
You took all the
                           YELLS and
                           CRIES and
                           RAGES and
                           THROWS...

all the feelings words thoughts

and
collected
every
one

so nothing was left to poison her.

Until all that was left -
were
two.

But mostly
YOU.

All
YOU.

Love.
The feeling that comes when she realizes
                          You are everything you've been
                          You always WILL BE
Everything
                           You've worked in
                           believed in her
                           entrusted to her
                           planned around her

Through YOU,
she will
keep growing
living
breathing

You have a plan.
You will never leave.
You will never forsake.

There is beauty.
When You've gathered all the poison
out of the broken.

Just because you love her.
You love her.
You love her.
You love her.