TheRevellion
The point of no return had long since passed, giving me an insight to this pleasant new field of acceptance. I had to talk this through-no more arguing, no more stupid fights. Just a calm and meaningful resolution that was without a constant backlash of promises and angry yelling. We had done it, and had achieved what was necessary to proceed and move onward.
The heat made the lights flicker and glow in the distance, the night promising a hard and perverse setting of anger and further fighting. Another night that, in the end, would be spent alone, left to simmer in a dark room befriended by a bottle of alcohol and another angry cry session.