hola

i realize that all couples have their spazzes
all couples argue
bitch at each other
get jealous over the most stupid things
have their bad days
and their really bad days
days that they want to shoot one another
but in the end all the fights fit together to form something strong
like a quilt
a quilt being stiched up again and again
becoming stronger with patterns of memories
memories that quilt will hold for years and years to come
soft and warm like our hearts
no matter how many times you rip a quilt
you can always sew it back up
no matter how many fights i get into with you
i'll always want to hold your hand