You should be angry when someone you care about hurts.
You should be angry when they claim all the blame.
You should be angry when they lash out.

We spin in this blade-dance,
Knives flashing, faster and faster
Our maelstroms turning harder against
each-other with every contact. High, low, thrust
dodge, parry, riposte staccato'd with a sucker-punch
Our fight was supposed to be only until first blood
I could not admit you had already won,
While still bleeding from the last fight.
The harder you swung at me,
The more my blood-lust sang.
You said This will probably kill me
I took it as a dare.
…
You said:
no