Not all love stories are meant to be poetry
Some love stories are the making of obituaries
Not all love stories are meant to be in love
Some love stories are the making of wars
Everything is fair in love and war, someone once said
And love was never the same anymore
Once you've drawn parallels between love and war
Bloodshed is romance; inflicting wounds, foreplay
Piling corpses are but martyred lovers, after all
But then, what happens to the ones that survive the war, once the war's over
But then, what happens to the ones that survived the love, once the love's gone
Shipwrecks don't believe in forevers
