Sometimes I don't fight fair....

And nor does He.

If we have an argument... a totally SILLY dispute.
I always go too far.
And end up with this {or something like this}:

Some say love, it is a river, that drowns the tender reed
Some say love, it is a razor, that leaves your soul to bleed
Some say love, it is a hunger, an endless aching need
I say love, it is a flower, and you, its only seed


Its the heart afraid of breaking, that never learns to dance
Its the dream afraid of waking, that never takes the chance
Its the one who won't be taken, who cannot seem to give
And the soul afraid of dying, that never learns to live

When the night has been too lonely and the road has been too long
And you think that love is only for the lucky and the strong
Just remember that in the winter, far beneath the bitter snow
Lies the seed, that with the sun's love in the spring becomes the rose.
:::Bette Midler:::

(And yes, he typed it out for me in red!)

Oiiiiwwww... this man is totally my match. And in the sweetest, nicest, best way I have ever known.
My Soul Mate... My Love... Nath.
Thanks for reminding me when I forget... not to sweat the small stuff and always be grateful for the big stuff.
Bx