We talk
We fight
We make love
Cause love is all that matter,
After the amazing love making
I sit in the corner of my room    
With tears falling from my eyes
Thinking why is that we make love
After every fight?
Is it because love is all that matters
Or
is it because that is the only way to keep hanging around each other.
I come back to my bed
With the same question revolving in my head.