Scorned and torn, former love mates aim and shoot childish devastating daggers that penetrate beyond target to pierce the heart of their offspring.

Subject to the law(s) of nature, hate is born to die

Do not only think about it, but feel about it, also, before taking appropriate action.

You'll never cross an emotional bridge, if you keep rushing back to the other side.

Real loved one's aren't afraid, and will suggest to you, what's in your best interest because they wouldn't want too see you suffer the consequences of, sideways, emotional impulse(s). To see you crash and burn, time after time, is the gratification of 'yes folk' lurking in your corner. You may not agree, but always consider the voice(s) that have consistently kept it real.