War of Past Love

You came in a time of my dark despair,
suddenly appearing beautiful and comforting.
Your words, your touch were my only care,
bringing my only hope everlasting.

But then came violent propensity,
formerly we, locked in love; now only hate.
We rip at each other with such intensity,
a tidal wave could not change our fate.

In our war, no freedom from this strife,
we cannot keep our barbed words at bay
No thoughts may pass between us,
and forever we will remain this way.

Though you began my line of loves;
We shall never rejoice as doves.