Fixing...

We did talked almost four hours on what we don't understand.
It's pretty late already we started 1:18am and ended up at 4:10am..
All those time mostly I was the one who talked and cried.
He didn't.
He told me to end here.
It was too painful that I stopped crying.
My mind went blank and for a moment there was this silence so loud.

I thought there was no way I could help this.
But suddenly something whispers in my mind what to tell him.
I did. I told him what I heard.
He stopped blaming, he seems to get what I said.
I think I just hit what he was suppose to hear.
And reminded him what we both promise to remember.
And when the time he suddenly forgot it, he asked me before to
let me remind him again what he can't think when he's mad.

So by that, it started to fix.
We have a new batch of conditions so we
wont' be able to end on this again.
I stopped crying after almost 3 hours.
I was all helpless a while ago. What was that voice in my head?
God? Mamang? did you just help me?
thank you so much if YOU did.

This was just one of the thousand fight we'll handle right?
PLease make me strong. I don't want to give up in just a single blow.