I want to feel broken,
broken by you.
Not because you're not
mine, but because you are
mine. In the
middle of a huge fight.
Screaming, slamming doors,
chasing after each other
fighting. Fighting so long
and so hard that we no
longer remember the reason
for starting the fight. Or
who started the fight. I
want to hurt because of that.
And then, amidst all the fighting,
we do realize that we don't remember
why the fight began, and we look
at each other, we pause, and
we laugh. We laugh because
we know how crazy we are being,
we know that whatever it was that
we were fighting about isn't worth it.

*I wanna hurt because we love each other,
not because we don't.