My heart was finally ready for its parole hearing to be released from its incarceration. Keeping my love securely locked away to prevent the pain I'd already survived. Wishing that it could be on its own, without being abducted. There's no Amber alert to bring back your heart when it's been stolen!

Love? A battlefield?
It's more like capture the flag.
But with much more risk.


© The Moonlight Bard