part one: burning bright
It's a blow out; they yell and scream at the top of their lungs.
The cut of her words just barely slice his skin. The damage done to him is minimal. She loves him too much to ever truly hurt him.
His words are deep and jagged, like a knife being twisted in her gut. He knows what to say to get her to crumple and crumple she does. He loves her too much not to hurt her.
The thought of building her back up thrills him. Even as she weeps and he continues shouting they both know they need this; want this.
They release their passion and frustration in the only way they can: words.