We battle
we swipe
for hours
upon hours
We battle until
showers fall
upon the flowers
It always ends
in sweat and tears
it's sad to say
this had been
happening for years
My friend once told me,
"he loves you so much,"
I don't think so,
if he loves me
why would he
battle so much?
Then again,
maybe she's right
After all,
what's love without
a little strife?
Aug 30, 2015
Aug 30, 2015 at 12:48 AM UTC
We battle
we swipe
for hours
upon hours
We battle until
showers fall
upon the flowers
It always ends
in sweat and tears
it's sad to say
this had been
happening for years
My friend once told me,
"he loves you so much,"
I don't think so,
if he loves me
why would he
battle so much?
Then again,
maybe she's right
After all,
what's love without
a little strife?
