fighting and making up (Patreon)

this day. was a bad one. miscommunication, stress and my upcoming period did not help, either. you finally come home around 9, not realising i needed you, and i lose my temper for once.

but then you allow me to break in your arms. i cry. then smile. then i laugh again. we're fine. more than fine. just keep me close now, please, and don't you ever let me go.

(what had i made? the home made fresh pasta you love)