in the words of Pat Benitar , love is a battle field.
fought over and over again
tho we get broken and torn ,
we pull ourselves back together and stitch that heart back on our sleeve

but why?
why fight for something that 30% of the world docent believe in?
is it because we are so desperate for companionship
that we will believe in some crazy myth, that promises us true love ?

what if i told you i have seen it?
what if i told you its there , and waiting for you
i'm not going to promise that you'll find it
or that your journey to it will be easy
but it's true
love is out there

so all those who are in love
come together
lets fight for what we believe in
change the world
we all know it needs it...

loosing you is like getting a shot
your words puncture my skin,
and the flow into my blood stream
it didn't take long to get to my heart

thoughts of you linger in my brain
it is like an attack on myself
you concur me
repetitively
but you always seem to leave me
i want you to let me die
but no, you leave me lie here in the dark...
just thinking of you...

when someone has your heart , how do you get it back?
its obviously not one of those things that you just ask politely for
is it?

hes teasing me , like a child
toying with me like a game

why do i keep coming back?
the reality is
i shouldn't be...