War Is Over Lyrics Novels & Stories

The sound of the drums were awesome and it filled the room as I continued to jam. ‘They say before you start a war’ ‘You better know what you're fighting for’ ‘Well baby, you are all that I adore’ ‘If love is what you need, a soldier I will be’ ‘I’m an angel with a shotgun’ ‘Fighting til' the wars won’ ‘I don't care if heaven won't take me back’ ‘I’ll throw away my faith, babe, just to keep you safe’ ‘Don't you know you're everything I have?’

I pulled Hannah close and kissed her temple. “It’s over,” I said. “The war is really over.” She leaned her head on my shoulder and smiled. “We won. Not by destroying them. By choosing each other.” We looked at our daughter, then at each other. The future stretched out in front of us, open and full of possibility. No more shadows. No more fear. Just love. Just family. Just the life we had fought so hard to build. I held them both close and felt something settle deep in my soul.

The war was not over. It was only the beginning.

The headlines would keep spinning, the stocks would keep changing, the war would keep on. But here, in the darkness and silence, the war was over. All that remained was the truth, simple and unshakeable. They loved each other. Irrevocably. Completely. And for now, and forever, that was enough. ---

When he leaned in, kissing me slow and deep, I knew that the war really was over. We had won. Together. And this—this moment—was our forever.

It had only been two nights, but already the place felt less like a hideout and more like a slow, sprawling trap. His phone had two bars, barely. Still, when it rang, he answered before the second buzz. Harlow. “Took you long enough.” Her voice cut sharp. “Took you long enough to almost ruin your life.” “I thought we were past that.” “We’re not past anything, Riven. Your dick is still trending.” He leaned back against the wooden post, lips tugging into a smirk. “So it’s true what they say. Bad press is still press.” “This isn’t press. It’s war.”

West said with a sad smile. Back then, her life was surely tough. 🎵🎵And another one bites the dust Oh, why can I not conquer love? And I might've thought that we were one Wanted to fight this war without weapons And I wanted it, and I wanted it bad But there were so many red flags. 🎵🎵 West kept humming as she listened to the song as it filled the car, she rolled down the window and the cold evening air rushed into the car.

Within second I find my favorite song and I press play. We let the waters rise We drifted to survive I needed you to stay But I let you drift away My love, where are you? My love, where are you? Whenever you're ready, whenever you're ready Whenever you're ready, whenever you're ready Can we, can we surrender? Can we, can we surrender? I surrender No one will win this time I just want you back I'm running to your side Flying my white flag, my white flag My love, where are you?

She took a breath and closed her eyes, wiping her cheek, finally she bent down to me and started to untie me. — He loved me... — It sounded low. — And I couldn't respond. — Her voice was choked by crying, so as soon as my arms were free, I pulled her to me. — I had to choose, you know? I had to... “He knows you love him, too. — I said the same thing. - It was not your fault... She looked at me. — The war is over, isn't it? We don't have to kill anyone else... right?

The walls were adorned with murals of hope, and the chatter of patrons filled the air. Bruce takes a seat outside on some old metal chairs while I go grab some sandwiches from the counter inside and pay. I bring the food out along with a coffee and take a seat beside him. As we settled I noticed a radio playing inside and just about make out talks of politics, the war and other snippets of information, someone turns the volume up, a voice breaking through the din announcing that the war is finally over. My heart raced and I looked at Bruce, his eyes lit up with disbelief and joy.