Is he worth fighting for?
I asked myself as I lay in bed , wiping away yet another tear that he caused.
Is he worth fighting for? I asked myself as I reminisced about how beautiful my reflection looked in his hazel brown eyes.
As i recall just how sincere my smile was  whilst laying in his arms , I began to feel goosebumps on my hands with every thought of his finger drawing art on my bare skin with his love as the paint.
Is he worth fighting for? I asked myself as I could hear his ' I love you ' In every gust of wind.
Is he worth fighting for? I asked myself one last time as i wiped away one more tear.
I muttered ' No he isn't ' and in that moment - My heart sank and every memory with him became more distinct than ever.
And i screamed in a euphoric state :

'  HE IS NOT WORTH FIGHTING FOR , HE IS WORTH GOING TO WAR FOR '

- s h a s -