Understanding

Sometimes you and I stray from the path of reason and question the differences that the other may possess. In those moments, it is utterly impossible to conceive how the other person can think the way that he or she does. It's even more preposterous for the other person to accuse you of being unreasonable. Illogical. Emotional.

But really happened? Miscommunication. Words drowned out by violent language and harsh glares. Who can really say what the other person said? All you'll hear is what you want to hear. Because you have to be right, and I can't be wrong.

You don't understand. I don't understand. We don't try to understand. Then we'll both lose. Understand? It's not about who's right; it's not about who's wrong. It's about loving each other despite the differences. With that love should come an insurmountable desire to understand and to forgive.

Without it, we'll be forever lost in the darkness that was cast upon us by our own stubborn prides. Alone in misery, with anger, scorn, and regret as our only companions.