It’s a mixture of tons of emotions, self doubt, confusion, guilt, sadness, and anger. If vulnerability was an emotion it would captivate this state concisely. To use your touch to calm a war, to use your words as soldiers and to be lost when you are looking at what became home.Thats what it feels to be in the midst of battle and be the dreamer of peace. You can’t change how you feel but you can change what you do. On top of all the emotions circulating your body, the thought of if its “too late” comes too you. Perhaps it wasn’t meant to last forever and all the casualties what were you two had grown.