merciless matador

love is not easily angered. a phrase i mutter to myself in attempts to restrain. you stand there helpless the red flag flies and i charge. weeping and gnashing of teeth. weeping. gnashing. tears hurdling down cheeks splashing onto clothes drenching the air dissolving the madness. punching the air wondering why? with all this love, where's the peace? realizing ... i'm the one who let go. who gave up. who lashed out. you stand there helpful holding out your arms willing to embrace squeeze out the crazy emily fill me up with sanity. crumbling like cake. loving you.