it takes a fool to love you, and i'm just the fool for you.

the best thing about us, is that we can fight like animals and yet at the end of it all, we still love each other more than ever.

its strange, because if it were anyone else, i'd still be seething through my teeth, pondering what actions i should eventually take to make them feel more hurt than i was--this can go on for days.

but you?

i might still be seething through my teeth, but i still love you, and its the time we spend away from each other while we calm ourselves down that kills me the most. it almost forces me to forgive you, because it's not that i can't stand being angry at you, its that i can't stand you being angry at me.

i always have to be near you, touch you, see you.

is that an obsession?

i don't know anymore, but as long as you're happy, i'm happy too.

E.