We don't fight.
Our emotions violently spiral out of control.
Hitting each other in the process.
And then we're both hurting.
And somehow, we get through it together, problems solved.
I think it's better than senseless shouting matches that accomplish nothing.
"Take care of all the lonely souls
and love will hold you..."
- Tom Rosenthal, Take Care
YOU ARE READING
exhale.
Non-FictionFrom my mind, to the page, with some editing in between. Thoughts, rants, blurb etc.
