My love, seems to be ferocious.
Towards you, it could go unkind.
Best be wise.
The comparison of my love in your eyes, is much more than it's true size.
More of it lies!
Within my heart,
a battleground like no other.
The scars I've burdened, many I'm scared to show.
A grenade of emotions, counting down five
seconds away till they explode.
What more does it ask me for? A cost of interest I can't ignore.
I'm going round again for another tour!
Words are a weapon, you load with a tongue.
Lips the after fire. A gun powder of words I've spoken.
And I'm hoping my relentless love, won't leave one to be broken.
Love left me with many wounds, a few of which are still open.
Nowadays I'm just coping!
I'll fight for you, as much as you fight for me.
Give my all, as much as you've given all to me.
Don't give up on me!
Love you as much as you love the much of me.
Be all as you want, as the want you are to me.
All that I am is you. All that you are is me.
Till the end of a battle knife,
you've carved a piece of you in my skin.
And to think,
at a time I questioned this all being a dream.
But what is real!?
A war for love asks for blood. We bleed for the one we love.
Making love to each other. Two sides coming to make peace out of their conflicts.
We've made accords to each other. Two parties coming to terms in the end.
We spit fire at each other. Arguing till one admits the other is right.
We'll fight for love, and tear a few hearts down.
The smoke all clears. And we hope the result in the end is, true love found.
A true war to love.
We fight for love, and in turn it fights us. What lesson then do we learn?