When Love Wins

I know, that no...

I can't fall in love

and I better not fall in lust -

I've never had any kind of luck, really...

and I'm all out of trust, so...

avoiding it all is surely a must‐

I know, what lies up ahead

so I better...

close my eyes,

turn my head,

and change the direction of my steps‐

I know better...

I know that this heart is sure to find itself stuck‐

I know that the answer can be nothing other than, “no”...

to a desire that I almost wish I never had‐

I know too much, but...

still, I hope that I am wrong

in believing that this is all just too far gone‐

I cannot fall...

not in love,

nor in lust,

and there's never been any luck to trip into‐

I know, that no...

my eyes I cannot follow,

and feet I cannot let lead,

and this heart I cannot trust,

deceitful above all things...

saturated in its lusts,

and keeping all of such circulating in my thoughts...

running at the side of questions regarding what I've fought for‐

When does love actually win?...

is it when giving up and letting go?...

when continuing to stand and fight?...

is this a matter of which?...

or maybe, a mix of both?...