I drove for miles and miles and wound up at your door

It’s not always rainbows and butterflies
It’s compromise that moves us along
My heart is full and my door’s always open
You can come anytime you want

Wikipedia: To compromise is to make a deal where someone gives up part of, or all of its demand. In arguments, compromise is a concept of finding agreement through communication, through a mutual acceptance of terms—often involving variations from an original goal or desire.

Compromise. A funny thing, isn't it? You've got to be careful with it, too. There are tmes in life when we must compromise- we can't always get what we want. But we can't compromise what we believe is right.

There have been many times where I've stepped down during an argument and apologised for something that I know I haven't done... and it's bullshit. Why should I have let that person win? So now, when I'm being asked to apologise for something that I know I haven't done, I'm not compromising.

Sure, it means that an argument is being prolonged, but this time, the other person needs to realise that they're in the wrong and wise themselves up. They're being quite childish, and I've no time for that. Don't get me wrong, if the person steps down and admits to me that they're accusing me falsely, then my door is open to them.

So it's not rainbows & butterflies at the moment, but I know that I'm not compromising what I believe is right.