@backwoods.demon: For a long time, my demons spoke louder than my heart. Overthinking searched for every hidden meaning. Jealousy measured every shadow. Neither one was trying to destroy me; they were trying to protect me from being hurt again. But protection became a prison. So for now, there is no battle. No victory. No surrender. Just a ceasefire. Long enough to see what is real, what is fear, and what is worth holding onto. If love is meant to survive, it won't need a war to prove it.