Its Double-Meaning

The feeling of love overrode hatred.

I couldn't contain the passion inside.

So I let it go, and I screamed and I yelled.

Not caring who heard or who judged my outburst.

And the outcome of life rushed from inside to out.

And I lost all of the control that was holding us.

I broke, but you carefully put me back together;

With innocent fingers and a turn of events.

Screams over screams and pain beat out pain.

But I let it get past me, and forgot the whole game.

You make me feel whole, like nothing compares

and I sit back and listen to the way our hearts beat.

Sweating; and heavily breathing

it takes us a moment to get back to reality.

But it takes only a second, 

for me to refuel, regain, and then relive.

But all at once, I feel the feelings,

as they pour out into the gestures of love.

All the components and chemicals we use

start to combine into a true physical mixture

of love and lust and everything in between.

As my breathing grows faster and my voice grows louder.

I begin to understand the power of...

The power you have over me as I have over you. 

And as we can't stand our fighting, our arguing, or our yelling.

You decide to let OUR lust, override OUR hate.