We say words that hold no meaning, but long ago they held the meaning they lack.

Love, what is the true feeling? Is love a thing?

Hate, do I despise you? "I hate you." should mean the same, right?

Perfect, a utopia that will never be fulfilled.

Sorry, "I am sorry for your loss." In reality I never met this said person making me not feel actually sad for their lost existence. 

This was going to be a poem, but this is what happened.

I'm going to do my home work now. I hate it so much, but I am going to make it perfect so that my teacher will love me and I won't have to say sorry for not doing it. 

See what I did there?