they say love, that
truth is rarely pure and never simple.

but every minute and every breath
i do know that you left something inside me.
somehow very far and deeply within myself.
you are so the part of my karass, to the core.

there are going to be more fights and more wars.
but let them come as they may.

i am aware that we will catch the win anyway.
any other way?
there is no division into black in white only these days.
but i would not mind any games to keep the way it is.

sometimes i am a little bit scared,
that if one day i would love to get you out of myself.
i would never know where to start without splitting out.
the heart, the soul, the body itself.

a tiny complete destruction for all eternity.
that what reminds me of how accurate we should be,
choosing the one to mate with.
...
spending 2K on things already.
and it feels good. so much good,
not as good as kissing you in the morning, tho.)

fight for me, love. fight for me where no one lives.
and i will fight for you always, till the end of times.