Ana

I fist fought a girl named Ana,
A battle to the death-
And when she pushed me to the ground
She knocked me out of breath.
She pulled out my hair in pieces,
She bruised my fragile bones,
And when the beatings finally ceased
She left me all alone.
The worst part is, I loved her for it,
Treasured every blow,
I fight her, spite her, but alas;
To her, I can't say no.