Fears
born of past experiences.
Born
of so many broken dreams.
Born
of so many broken promises
Born
of so many unfulfilled needs.
Unfulfilled
wants, and desire.
Love
is strong,
and
Doubts
are strong.
Doubts
born of past experiences.
Born
of so many broken dreams.
Born
of so many broken promises
Born
of so many unfulfilled needs.
Unfulfilled
wants, and desire.
Love
fighting,
to
the end.
Dreaming
of winning,
in
the end.
Fears
telling,
just
look at the past,
Look
at the history.
Doubts
telling,
so
much the same.
Fears
and doubts,
shouting
run
from
any possible pain.
Love
telling,
don't
you dare.
Two
against one,
and
who is the stronger?
Who
can win?
Who
will win.
Love
can win
but
will it?
It
has the power,
but
it must be fed.
So
easily,
could
it be discouraged.
by
lack of encouragement
So
easily,
could
it be encouraged,
with
so little effort.
So
easily, could it run and hide.
from
the pain that might come.
So
easy it would be
to
dwell in this love
for
the rest of my days,
given
the invitation.
So
easily could I be pushed away.
with
out even being pushed.
So
easily could I be
drawn
into a never ending love.
Not
unlike life itself,
this
thing called Love.
So
fragile, and yet so resilient.
The
smallest of obstacles
bringing
all to a halt.
or
the largest being overcome.
It
is only partly in my hands.
I
would do my part.
These
battles that I wage,
in
my mind,
in
my heart,
in
my soul,
against
these two
clever
adversaries,
this
fear and doubt.
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