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.