Once Upon a Misunderstanding

To hate you is worthless,
To love you is pointless,
If I were to bottle the hatred I have for you,
It would result in an endless battle of bottles,
The only value would be on the glass bottles themselves,
As the hatred is just as worthless as your own self worth,
If I could, I would divorce you,
But as far as science goes,
I can not divorce the blood that runs through my veins,
The blood that literally keeps me living,
 As the original supplier keeps on dying.