Love is not a war
but why do people prepare for it
with armor, walls and shields?
Why do people have their hearts guarded and locked?
Why do they usually end it
with bruises, wounds and scars?
Love is not supposed to be tiring and chaotic
but why do people emerge from it
drained and heartless?
Why do lovers have to be enemies?
If love feels like a battle
then why do people wait for it
like it’s a battle they don’t ever wanna miss?
❤️
Forever Winter 