Love is war, and I need a soldier. Someone who will go to hell and back with me. Someone who won’t fold and buckle under the pressure. Someone who won’t disappear when the tides get a little choppy. That’s when I’ll know I’ve found something special. Something real. Something worth holding onto so very tightly. Anybody can love another when things are good. Yet, REAL love stands the test of time, the test of faith, and the test of loyalty. There are people who will take their last breath trying to stop two people from being in love. I crave somebody who is ready to lace up their boots and fight for me. Fight for this love. Because surely, anything worth having is worth fighting for.