He is the peace maker of the house
Conflict avoidance annoys me, and yet I also do.
I avoid people, in conflict.
He resolves it. In gives.
I would, often, rather do battle than surrender.
Rather lose more than give out.
He plays war games for fun. And pretend.
It's probably easier when you would win, "for fun".
I've always been at war. Don't know how to make play of anything which encroaches on what I've claimed, or reclaimed.
Emotional landscape is also a territory.
It is hard to leave because I'm still trying to find and bury my dead.
He’s made peace, keeps peace, and shares it with me.