War of love, you can't win alone

Here's a piece written by a teen; what he feels about love. By what he has observed and experienced till yet:


Why we're always at each other's throat?" said 'she'
'She', who thought her life was never meant to be,
To be, it is like now, where everything around is enigmatic & dark
Dark, becoming darker; hounds of melancholy do the bark.
Bark, snap, 'he' replied "I don't know!"
''Don't know why is this happening, whence our relation was a streamline flow,
Flow of smoothness & happy were we'', said he,
'He' who wants to end this dilemma, wanting back his glee.
Glee for him is that she wanted him to be her man,
HER man! She says, "I chose you to cram.
To cram my heart with ecstasy, love & bliss,
Bliss is to be with you, that's why the other guys got less.
Got less because i want to be with you,
You. Yes you're the one I'm in love & that's the truthe"
Truthe! After hearing her rage, all he ,managed to utter was, "Touche"
Touche indeed. He realized how much love they both share,
Share their lives, bodies & hearts & trust each other with no fear.
Fear of losing the other is the worst thing of all,
All you have to do is be with them, in their rise & fall.
Fall down, get up, hit the dark roads down together,
Together you'll manage to escape the stormy blundered weather!
Whether you have dust-ups often, just believe in each other though.
Though you may be a tornado & she a burning volcano!
Volcano's fire, let it fuse with tornado's blue & let it evaporate away,
Away goes the steam of anger & ego, it's the same cliché.
Cliché & now you're both on the same page, so go sway the same way,
The way full of contentment & also the obstacles,
Obstacles to be persevered together; not by those chronicles.
Chronicles are the past, now it's time to express your love.
Love, if true, will be bestowed by the cupids above!

Yep, that teenage guy's me.