The Good Fight
Last night we had an arguement. I was in my feelings, you were confused.
I wanted you to understand, you wanted me to see it your way.
You yelled, I screamed.
No scores were being kept, no one won.
Then there was silence.
My heart is racing.
"I apologize" is what we both say.
I promise to consider your feelings and to think my thoughts through.
You promised that you'll listen and that you'll always have my back.
The fights will come, we will disagree, but that's love.
We fight the good fight, good and bad for our love.