Love makes me think of Jesus. That sounds totally naff - I don't mean it the way it sounds!! I'm not a big fan of Jesus, I'm not even religious, but I'm so used to hearing about "Love Thy Neighbour" and what-not.
Hatred......I'm not so sure. The colour red, I guess. And pain and torture. Not very pleasant, but there it is.
I think of broken hearts but dreams. Hearts and happniess. Enimes but good relationships. Sadness and disapointment. Keeping something and letting it go. Tears but smiles. Hard times but cuteness. Ignoring but talking. War and peace. Fire and pain. Flowers and rainbows. Heaven and Hell.
hatred: something you cant even think about without gettin mad. being reminded of it constantly. somethin that rly hit home to make u mad
love: one of the most precious things in life. sometimes it hurts so bad when you dont have it but when u do its like ur living on cloud 9. u dream and dream about love until it comes true. fairytales. commitment. comfort. everything. just someone thats there for u and not to hurt u in anyway