‘We agree on nothing, and we disagree on almost everything. Isn’t love supposed to be magical? Hearts and bear hugs, and sweet movie dates, kisses that never ends, being on cloud nine, and being up late on night? Yet with you, I feel like I’m a soldier, always on a battleground, trying to defend and protect myself, and salvage whatever ‘me’ is still in me.
Tell me, when did our love become a war?”
– cynthia go // War[26/365] // excerpt from a book I’ll Never write #6