The rain came before the sun. The umbrella, I placed over my head didn’t prevent me from being drenched. The storm was a message, we really wanted to spend the rest of our lives together. We fought until we spoke the same language. We shared until it became natural. We hugged and kissed until we were pros. We ask hard questions expecting honest answers. We searched for where we related together. We never pretend we didn’t disagree, we expressed it. Sometimes we had to retreat to our corners, other times we stood in the middle of the ring and traded punches. I thought, I was protected by the umbrella over my head but I was drenched. She came from out of nowhere; clear skies, one gray cloud, then the whole world went black. My heart pumped, frustration became a normal emotion, but the greatest Love was somehow being built. She didn’t want my compassion, she wanted my truth. She didn’t shy away from my mind, she just challenged it to open up further. It was raw from the beginning until one day we were cooked. All of our truths on the table, we were ready to dine for a lifetime. Then, the sun came out….
My blood boils to a steam everytime we argue. You push my passion button to its limit. Must I curse you out to gain your silence, listen to me. Over talking me doesn’t accomplish the results we both intend to reach, peace. Please, my veins are protruding out my neck, my stress level is forming a headache. Is your intentions to kill me? Because every single time I breathe, you suck the air right out of me. Trust, your best intentions are my intentions. Trust, if you open your ears, your mouth wouldn’t be so dry. I Love you, you bring a beast out of me, that I’d rather trap. “SHUT THE FUCK UP, I AM DRIVING”! “See, the store right in front of us. I was going the right way.” “Now, say sorry”….