My mind is in a constant battle with that. You've prevailed You've conquered But don't be in a rush to think it's all yours, Cause when my mind regains it's victory over my heart... It will be as if you never won.
You are the wind that propels my sail, Loving you makes me feel like a saint. Like a beauty goddess from a fairy tale, Your portrait alone, will I forever paint In the tablet of my plain heart, my pleasurable sin.
The people we fear the most (enemies), give us a reason to survive. While those we love the most (fake friends) tend to stab us in the back (betrayal).