A Never Ending Ache

My body hurts.
From my feet,
To the top of my head.
From the bone in my pinky toe,
To the smallest vein in my heart.

My body aches.
It aches for touch,
And it aches for cleansing.
It aches for love,
And it aches for hate.

I don't know why it aches for hate,
I think its a specific kind of hate.

The kind of hate that makes you crawl back even though it pains you.
The kind of hate that makes others jealous and confused on why they hate.

I know why it aches for love.
It is not the kind of love teenagers and college students ache for today.

It's the kind of love that forces you to grow in the long term.
The kind of love that fills you with a never ending warmth.
The kind of love that you know,
You just know, that you want it forever.

My body aches.
It has for a long time and will for even more.