Hate

you are hating someone, stop. You don't know if they have done any wrong for you to hate them. You don't know what happens when you hate them. You don't know how they abandon the thought of ever being loved again. You don't know how much they hustle, hustle for showing their face. You don't know, that someday, by hating them, how much you decrease the space of love in YOUR heart. You don't know, how much they get deprived, because everyone followed you, and hated them. You don't know, how every second after they start questioning their existence. You don't know, how they stand next to you, because you don't know that they know you hate them. You don't know, how you hate and how they start counting flaws, and then find disappointment. You don't know, you are hating someone who never even dreamt of doing things you hate them for. You don't know, how much embarrassed they feel, when they need to fake smiles. You don't know, how they question the people who love them, because you hated and ruined the love in them. You don't know, because you never cared and never went beneath the darkness they presented. And all you did was hate.