You and I?
We converse in insults
in ‘fuck offs’
and ‘get losts’
some sentences
only half formed,
half thought
punctuated with half-hearted
shift! Move it! shoves.
You and I
know each other
better
everyday.
Miss Grumpy Pants
and the prat.
I know your flaws
are no worse
than mine.
We’re eccentric,
weird,
strange
and nothing about us
makes it easy
living with someone else.
We’d destroy
any other lover.
You and I
work.
Really dam well.
So next time
I’m snarking,
your barking
and we’re sulking,
remember
you’re the only one
I can bother
to stay mad at
all night.
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Cupid’s Arrow.”
This reminds me of something my husband used to say, “Love is knowing whose sh*t you are willing to put up with and who is willing to put up with yours.” He was a true romantic, that man.
Haha, it sounds about right.