Love is war
Fought in emotions,
Sometimes wasting your precious time shouting
O gal love you love you to my heart and soul,
When it turns good on your side you smile and enjoy,
When it turns worse, you feel the goddess of beauty never created one for you
That is purposeful reason love is war
     And for real
Love is a sort of war, vanity and besides sorrow
Fought in the battle field called heart
Where casualties sweat real blood
To colour its nature,
Whose impact can either be positive or negative...
O gal I love you love you to my heart and soul