Wounds and Warriors.
You're a soft landing after a hard hit and I've never known how to let myself lay down. I'm used to the feeling of low blows, and I never could just "stay down."
You're the armor I've been missing, a real knight wielding a protective layer of kisses.
I've only known bare knuckled brawls and war before you.
I never thought I'd willingly wave a white flag and retreat, but you are the first person I don't want to fight the urge to surrender to.
You're the victory on the other end of a battlefield and I would rather run to you, but instead I'm dragging what's left of me on my shield.
Bruised and battered, I come to you, and find myself in awe that you choose to heal these wounds with the most gentle hands. You're a victim of shrapnel, I know you've been shot down too... but you bandage me up and show me a love that can only be described as bulletproof. I hope I can be a tourniquet for your heart and fade away what's bruised.
I want our last fight to be the one I win but in the end you win too.
@Gremlin0Magic
This is absolutely stunning. It reads like a love letter from a wounded heart finally learning what it means to be held instead of hurt. There’s so much power in the contrast you paint—between war and peace, pain and healing, fight and surrender. It’s deeply emotional without ever feeling overly dramatic—just honest and human.
The imagery of dragging yourself on your shield, only to be met with gentle hands instead of more blows, is especially moving. It speaks to the kind of love that doesn’t just feel good—it redefines safety. And the line "I want our last fight to be the one I win but in the end you win too"… what a beautiful way to express mutual healing and growth.
Thank you for sharing something so vulnerable and brave. I felt every line.
@beautifulpookieman
Thank you so much for this comment,
"It reads like a love letter from a wounded heart finally learning what it means to be held instead of hurt." THIS is exactly what it is, or atleast how I felt when I wrote it. Thank you for reading it, and understanding it especially.
@Gremlin0Magic
Scars adorn the worn-out skin,
A worriors tale of battles within,
Invisible wounds that silently scream ,
echoes of a mind that lost its dream .
@crispMango3093 I love this.
@Gremlin0Magic This seems very D&D-esque and I love it!