Something said without a thought, From a spark a fire is caught.. It builds from embers and goes from there, Till things are said without a care.. Words said out of hurt and anger, That leads our hearts into grave danger.. Things are said that wound and cut.. I hear doors once opened, slamming shut.. Then we both shut down and refuse to talk, Both of thinking the other is at fault.. Neither of us wanting to budge or give in.. Yet both of us lose, if one of us wins.. After awhile the hurt fades and the anger cools, And we both realize we were being such fools.. One of us will reach out with a touch or a kiss.. And we realize how much we have just risk.. We both say we are sorry for being abrupt.. Now comes the best part of fighting.. making up! 05/04/98 By Emerald