Mar 6, 2018
Ir/Reconcilable Differences
He repels when she gets near. No amount of force can make them combine instead he separates from her.
"You're too dense for me, more attracted to yourself"Â
"We just don't mix", he says sitting above her.
"We can, we just need a little help" she counters
She touches him in his warmth and he spits back, hisses and reacts in stinging anger until she comes close to death.
This never ending war that hurts anyone who stands too near.Her body spattered everywhere.
No listening, just harsh negative reactions. All that was needed was a little help,a little emulsion.
She really didn't deserve it, the place is in disarray! Tell me oil, what did water ever do to you anyway?
-The Overthinker Thinks
