It feels like a hundred years
since I darkened your door
the love we were given turned to fear
I can’t open my jaw
to speak
I know I still love you
but we are still at war
and the peace treaty is a long road
I would turn the clock back to when the war started
the day I gave away all hope
of it being repaired
this is our a Hundred Years’ War
and there are many more years to go
and I know it can’t be sorted with a kiss…
by Dan Hooks AKA alienpoet