A Week Ago in Firestone

A week ago, it feels like everything was so different.
I flew to you, and at this very moment, we were getting our food and eating with your family.
And everything seemed perfect.
I didn’t have work.
We cuddled all night.
You were telling me how grateful you were for me.
How you didn’t want to end up like your brother.
We laughed. Joked. Smiled. Sang. Drove. Learned things together.
We were one.
A strong ass team.

And fast forward to today, we are still arguing about how we can’t compromise.
And I don’t know what to do anymore.