“Love is war, and I need a soldier.
I need someone who will go to hell and back with me.
Someone who won’t fold under the pressure.
Someone who won’t quit when it gets a little tough.
That’s when I know I’ve found something special.
Something worth keeping.
Anybody can love anybody when things are good.
REAL love stands the test of time, the test of faith, and the test of loyalty.
There are people who will take their last breath trying to stop two people from being in love.
I need someone who is ready to lace up their boots and fight for me.
Fight for this love.
Because anything worth having is worth fighting for.”
Love can be heaven, but sometimes could be hell as well. Real love is committment. Not just to keep up to a promise, but because every bone, every inch of your skin, even when it’s tough, especially when it’s though, tell you it’s worth. And “it’s” is a very specific identification. It’s that, only “that”. There is no “something alike”.
Therefor is committment to yourself, therefor is so hard. To get what everyone dream, something that so few achieve, something so scary to live without, especially when you know exactly what it is all about.
It is so scary and hard that you might even begin to think to give up. But there it comes the fight! Because if something happens and heaven is at stake, you’ll gladly go to hell because you know that no matter what, you’ll came back the otherside, together. Period. That’s what matters. Scars can be healed. Burns can be eased. There are no excuses, no terms, no hesitation. Real love is also extreme. Those who have experienced it and choosed to keep it, know that they will gladly take extreme measures to not lose it. For those who chose fear, a comforting easy flat love is already waiting for them. For those who choose to fight, something worthy is awaiting, so they have no fear because there is no gain without committment. No pain, no gain.