Life.Love.Conflict.

He was so quick to put his needs first,

she was too quick to respond with open heart and hidden fist. 

He loved her, he dealt with her anger, her past.

She hoped for a future but thought she was no good for her suitor. 

He loved her, he did not know that she hid her darkness with sternness. 

He feared that they would not meet soon.

She wanted to be his light and could not for she had spent too much time a gloom.

They fight for each other but cannot agree on how much they actually love each other. 

Family is strong, no matter how many there are. Near or far.

Whether they spend their time drinking and hitting or just sitting and sippin'. Sipping on the calm tea that they make with the thought of alleviating their stress

for that they are filled with distress. 

They try to ease the road of their wandering souls. 

Soles tearing from their feet, they are worn out from all the storming out. 

All they want to do is shout and shout until there is nothing left they feel they need to yell out.

The blood warm tears they turned away from every painful day.

Nobody was around and they felt they can release of tears like a stream hoping everything was a dream. She loved him and he loved her. They wanted to admit the way they feel without either one asking how much of it was real.