we try to get together again but it is too hard and we argue.  The bed is too high and i knock you off the edge.  You kick me in the face.  We are away from the bed now and I am deleting files off your computer.  I tie you to me with a clear thread.  I am wrangling you, trying to get you to speak to me.  I tell you I am only using force because you act like a child.  You pull out scissors and I melt the blades.