My war was never with you my love, how did we end up enemies in this war of hearts, while I was fighting them, you was fighting me, thinking I was like your past, when I was thinking of you as my future, confusion behind family lines, gave victory to the real enemies, but I was prepared for that from the beginning, like a seasoned commander and chief suppose to be, see they only won the battle, I still control the war, what you my love failed to see, it's you and your love that I fight for, the enemies think I'm fighting for material things, you don't know who to trust, but I know all of us, you, them and myself, and right now I'm just waiting on my moment to finish this, so I'm a let them have these last moments of joy and bliss, cause I'm about to end it all with your kiss, my love.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem