The night was fueled by alcohol and misplaced emotions and thoughts. The words that poured out hit their target where they sought. As responses of reactions aimed back to seek harm...the physical punches landed, sounded off the alarm. This wasn’t the first time that the violence landed flush with the skin. It was really more a question of how and of when. When would the insecurities reveal themselves once again? They’d plagued this so much, it was “just how it’s been”. Anger grew rapidly with words of hate spewing fast. The thoughts of sustainability were once there but they passed. A culture of no trust guided by previous love. Had left this romance of perfection dangling from one string above. When it finally crashed, there was so much fallout and dust. When it all finally settled, there was also no “us”. -dsa