This is my lovers point of view (my ex is a jerk!! )
Upon this battlefield...I feel the shear terror and anguish dilated by virgin eyes....bloodshed pervades the atmosphere as my lover awaits me...
Oh how I wish that I would return to her arms...so gentle to the touch, and a victory that I would never forget....
Long tresses that caress my every emotion with unbridled passion....I swing my blade time and again, unwavering in my loyalty to those I serve...eyes narrowed for the sake of a bravado of courage...
"I'll return.." I promised. A soliliquy in itself as I kiss her once more before turning my back on her. What about another glance? Inevitably, could I gaze upon her beauty again?
Oh, how I wish I would return to her arms...so gentle to the touch, and a victory that I would never forget...
With all of me, I give my life...so that she will never lose hope...
Her smile once again emblazened upon my heart...soul reaching out to let her know that I've fallen, though I've not lost...let her tears be mixed with my blood the day that she finds me....Her body the blank page, my lips the pen...I'll make her complete...even in my eternal rest...but in doing so..I say to myself...oh, how I wish I could return to her arms...so gentle to the touch...and a victory....that I would never forget..
"My lifestyle determines my deathstyle" -Bryan
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