Darling, I don't have much time left with you before I start working. We really don't have time for arguments. I don't know how you can be infuriated at one moment, and endearing the next. I'm sorry as much as I try pretend, I can't be like that. Every time hit a low point, I reflect, and would be left with a bitter aftertaste. I really am starting to believe that me being a thinker is actually a flaw. I want to spend time with you today, but I don't know how to ask. I think I should lay back on making the first move. I'll wait for you to do so.
edit. nothing good is going to come out of this. It would be better if it was removed first.
