Love is a Journey

Fights begin and end,

But what is a world worth living

Where there is no one there to start them?

 

Not just because there will be no fights,

But because there will be no fights,

No happy resolutions,

No grateful hugs,

No long-lasting kisses

 

And no one there beside you

When the pain is all coming

And when it is all over.

 

I’d live through the fights

If it meant loving through the rest.

 

This poem is about: 
Me
Our world

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