Battle of Hearts

Love sucks, but it's better than being alone, so just get used to it.

Love is to be broken;
You armor is gone, no words to be spoken.
You've lost the Battle of Hearts,
But yours is no longer dark.

Receive the torch that cares,
The one to light that little place
Where someone seems to dare,
To carve forever their loving face.

The embrace of those you love,
Shields you from those that shove.
Scars from years of strife
Are all just a part of life.

Strike out towards the one
Who broke you of being numb.
Learn your hearts desires
To build within it a fire.

Love is to be healed,
To keep all the wounds sealed.
You've won the Battle of Hearts
And yours is no longer dark.