Like cats hissing and spitting in an alleyway dark,
Or dogs who snarl, growl and at each other bark.
With a feral, ferocious, unholy intensity we fight,
Trying to annihilate each other with all our might.
Of what use is this fierce battle, this pointless war,
Where both you and I are the losers by far?
Do soul-mates never fight ?
Ofcourse they do
On a related note, here’s something that you might find interesting http://melissatothefite.blogspot.com/2007/06/soul-mate.html