Not going to fall

 I have that feeling sometimes, like we're heading toward a pitfall. I want you to know that I hear you, that I am listening, that what you have to say means so much to me. I see the fire in your words. I see that you are trying to get through to me, past the fog clouding my mind when it comes to this. I can’t help but smile, not because I am making light of what you have to say or the situation, but because you care so much about it, about me. I’ve never felt so cared for, so loved. You can be angry at me, its okay. You can tell me off and raise your voice and shout and scream. I want to know how you feel and what you think. Don’t hold back. When it is all said and done we will still be together. I see the pitfall coming, and we will find a way around it. And if the floor should fall out from under us, we’ll float.