Relief.

A sigh, comfort, calm.

Things are feeling better.
I know the majority of my recent moods are to do with my hormones.
I know I’m irrationally nuts.
And I’m so glad you see past that my dear.

We’ve been closer, been intimate and actually spoken about what’s going on.
Maybe sometimes a few days of crying is what we need, and if that’s all it takes for us to work, so be it.
It might not be ideal, but it sure beats slanging matches, and other horrible things.
I’m glad we’ve never been like that.
We’re both just a bit pants when everything is changing, and neither of us wants the other one to see how scared we are.

I know you probably won’t read this, but still.

I’m glad we’re back to us.