I wrote this poem in early 2006 about my husband. We have always had completely different love languages. It’s rough Emotions for you sway from Good to bad Every day And I wonder Why “we” can’t ever be Balanced Instead of the disorganized mess that we are Share this:Tweet Click to print (Opens in new window) Print Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Share on TumblrPocketLike Loading... Related