Part 1

Always seeking attention, she angrily grabbed her bag assured this altercation would finally be the last. Assuming this asshole's passiveness was driven from his apathetic attitude


HER: 'You're fucken serious right now?'
HIM: 'I don't know what your talking about...'
HER: 'I'm sitting here practically on my knees and obviously in denial about the person I thought you were. Hoping that the part of you that cares shit about me would apologize for doing what you have done.'
HIM: 'You're really delusional if you think talking that way is gonna get an apology out of me.'
HER: 'Seriously, I could fucken slap you right now.'


Bothered by his begrudging ways, belittled from her begging, and broken in bits from bitter betrayal. She partly believed his bigotry had been cured. Bereaving this bond would be hard.


HIM: 'You know, that's your problem. You talk like an angry teenage boy.'
HER: 'Trust me considering what the fuck is going on right now, talking like a teenage boy is the LEAST of my damn problems.'
HIM: 'I don't know what stories you have built in your mind, but I can tell you right now NONE of them are true.'
HER: 'Really?? For REALS?? You're gonna insult me that way? Well why don't you and your infinite genius ass mind help my poor little second-class brain understand then??'
HIM: 'I can't, not right now. I haven't got the words yet and it's still too soon.'


She carefully contemplated all counter blows conscious that no amount of clever come backs could erase what's already been spoken. Consumed with emotion she was completely aware that cultivating any type of caring from this creep would prove pointless.


HER: 'So that's it? That's my spectacular answer? I have been wasting my fucken time with you! Why couldn't you be a damn man and come to me FIRST?!'
HIM: 'This wasn't a thought out elaborate plan that needed your approval. It just happened and I didn't mean to hurt you. Or anyone for that matter...'
HER: 'How conveniently fucken typical. You didn't mean to hurt me?? Too late for fucken that and really when I think about this shit ass relationship that's all you have ever done is hurt me...'
HIM: 'Well then why did you stay in it then?'
HER: 'You want a bullshit answer or the truth? Cause I can give you what you've been giving me all these years. BULLSHIT! I really can't even believe you have the nerve to talk to me that way.'


Down to the depths of her soul she knew deeply now that the demise was near. Dammit how did this happen? Deciding to diverge the disillusioned heart swelling in her chest, she deliberately dumped her demeanor and leveled with him.


HER: 'You know what, I'm not gonna do this with you anymore. I know this fucken cycle I know this damn routine. You do this shit all the time. You are so fucken predictable it's pathetic. I am at a turning point with you.'
HIM: 'I'm pathetic? You just confessed that you have no idea why you have stayed with me this long because all I have done is treat you like shit. At least I can say more than that about why I stayed in this relationship.
HER: 'Really? I wish I could fucken say I didn't care why or that I am not in the least bit interested to know why you did because I think you're just a lazy prick that was too coward and not man enough to face me and be honest....
HIM: 'I loved you.'
HER: 'LOVED?????'
HIM: 'LOOVVVVVEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!! Dammit!!'
HER: 'You disgust me...'

And I'll Say What About Breakfast At Tiffany's?

It starts with a butterfly flapping it's soft dusty wings all through your intestines until you feel like your going to burst inside from excitement and anxiety. No relaxation comes until your eyes meet his, till your hand touches his, till your lips touch his, till your heart touches his. Till you have officially sunk your claws in and can finally fly him away to your nest where paradise awaits and that's exactly what it is. His embrace is all you're yearning for after a day bombarded with phone calls, complaining, day dreaming, and back ache. A day you would have much rather spent getting your nails did, hair did, feet did, everything did. But you didn't and all that stress built up right between your shoulder blades fades away with one strong & warm embrace from your knight in shining armor.

You have a love others can only dream of. A love that many pretend to have but when times prove tough their love proves transparent. A love that can't be defined in one single love song played on the radio but instead an ocean of songs that characterize every motion your bond endures. You finish each others sentences, can make each other laugh with just a glance, know what to say to lift each others spirits and know what to say to crush their soul. Know how to annoy them with a single word, push their buttons until they're jammed, caress their being with a cuddle.

Other forces may come and disturb your tranquility in the form of people, family, money, kids, t.v. shows, movies, alcohol, drugs, cars, bills, to the point where you feel like you may never recover but you always do. After all is it their fault that their family is crazy, rude, impulsive, quick with the tongue slow with the brain, inconsiderate and disrespectful? The truth might be said about your own family as well. Or can they help the fact that some of their friends carry these same qualities? Or that sometimes when these subjects are discussed your babe has these behaviors as well?

Sometimes there is no dodging these circumstances. As much as you wish them away you can bet your bottom dollar they will be back time and time again. You begin to question why you are even in this relationship in the first place. No matter the part the kids might have in keeping you guys together, you know deep down that isn't even half the reason you stay united.

And every once in a while when storms are calm, chaos level is minimal and stress has dwindled down to a tolerable level you flash back to that butterfly. That innocently pure, excitedly calm monarch that would visit you as soon as his face would creep in your thoughts. With her soft wings brushing every surface of your stomach causing ripples through your chest helping you to remember your passion and love. Not all is lost in these folds of life. He is your home base as you are for him. Growing together and never apart, every calamity making your combination fiercer and more indestructible erasing any previous doubts.

And I'll say, 'Well that's the one thing we've got!'