We don’t fight anymore
but we should. I miss the
passionate heavy breathing,
fire in our bellies, struggle to keep
ourselves, our love alive. Why did we
stop fighting? Just quit. Gave up. Let go.
Please fight with me again.
Push my buttons, say cruel things,
trying to rouse a response. I need you
to fight with me, be with me, engage me.
i know we’re old and tired, been married way
too long. But without love’s fight, I fear we might
divorce, or worse, disappear.
Oh I like this! But don’t make me worry lol
Hahaha! This was inspired by a couple we heard fighting. Hubby and I discussed how grateful we are that we don’t fight like that anymore. But we also agreed that a little fighting is probably good for a marriage. 🙂