I don’t know,
What is winning.

Is it real,
Or just a figment of human imagination.

Cause to you you may have won,
But to me I was the victor.

Or was this a case of strategy?

You won the battle,
But I won the war.

I will never know,
Cause even though the seasons will pass,
My love for you you will never know.

You may think it will wither,
But surely it will grow.

If only I hadn’t started a fight,
With the one I loved,
And would see no more.