A Fine Line

There's a fine line
between love and hate
when someone dear
has thrust the blade.

There are a thousand shades
between black and white
with infinite greys
grading wrong and right.

There are a million pieces
between big and small
in the puzzle of life
we all try to fit in.

There are infinite worlds
between here and there
in the concept of friendship
when one doesn't care.

Yet it takes only one word
between two people
for one to understand
or for another to walk away.

You never know which way it falls
between your words
and another's ears
unless they cross the line as well.