i was a fighter.
walls erected and locks secure;
waiting with bated breath for the attack.

i was a fighter.
every day, trying to erase your smile with a glare
that bore a striking resemblance to a dagger.

i was a fighter.
every day, trying  to annihilate your compassion
with a tongue as razor sharp as a sword.

i was a fighter.
every day, trying to drown out your sweet whispers
with a silence as deafening as the roar of battle.

i was a fighter.
but little did i know that breaking down my
defenses to break my heart was not your intention.

i was a fighter.
until i realized i wanted you to win.