you decide

her feng shui
was telling her
to move
the bed three inches
further
to the center
of the room
while mine
told me no,
it has to go
closer to the window
and be completely
turned around
the other way.
then we had
the issue
with the forks
and spoons,
she wanted them
on linen napkins,
while
I pulled paper
towels off
the roll.
her potatoes couldn't
touch her peas,
while mine
didn't care and
carelessly
slid into one
another.
her feng shui
told her blue, while
mine was a
lighter shade of
grey. we were so
different in so many
ways, and yet
the same
because of them.