The sweetest war of all
My eyes flutter open, stirred from my peaceful dreams by gunfire. I sit up in the dirt, surrounded by blood and pieces of disfigured metal. I jump to my feet, weapon in hand. Time for round two. The scars you left still remaining, both inside and out. It starts, machine gunfire in the form of your words, each kiss a silver bullet through my heart. How many times can I hear that you are sorry?
I run as fast as my body will go, through no mans land. Broken memories surround me, each hollow vow of love burning through my limbs as I run. I can still hear your voice over the noise, the beautiful words cut through the ring of explosions. I can't love you anymore, I just can't!
I dive over enemy lines, cutting people down with my bullets, left and right. I cry, each tear more bitter than the last. And then I see it. Your face, shining among the carnage. You reach out for me, I pull away. This is it, the final battle, the final goodbye. Suddenly my heart starts to burn, those three words tear