That’s what happens when you have an argument. Your heart rate goes up, your blood boils over and you just want to press the “Abort” button.
You ask yourself, “What the hell am I doing here?” not really conscious of the fact that you’re better off with him than with anybody else. In fact, it is he who should be muttering to himself, “Hell, so what am I doing with this woman?!”
Love is a funny thing.
If you want to get rid of someone, it’s so hard to. If you want them to never leave you, they do.
I guess, it’s just a matter of staying rational and take the big picture into account. Do I really love this man? What would my future be without him? What would it be with him? Do I want my sons to be like his father?
Trader is not a bad man. He is in fact a good man. My mother for example, loves him to death.
However, sometimes I feel it’s not really working out. Today is 0ne of these days when actually, I don’t know but I don’t really have much to say. It’s not as if our arguments are serious enough to deserve an apologies, but I really don’t know what to say.
What happens when you don’t know what to say anymore?
You — what makes you give up when the other person is still dancing?