Love is war

A love war.

We both can't admit it, but it's ultimately the goal.

Until one of us does, the war will never end.

You and I aren't so different after all, I see.

Just as stubborn and just as prideful.

We'd need to swallow that perishable pride if the both of us ever want to be together.

The revelation of a knowledge that's already ingrained into the minds of us both.

What an interesting power couple we would make.

The more we wait, the harder of a swallow it becomes.

So, who will be the first to confess?

Not me, that's for sure.

However, I'm also positive those are your exact thoughts too.

A never-ending war of love.