We almost won.

But to continue was futile.

We gave up.

And surrendered to the other side.

We were sad.

And alone.

No one to help us.

We drifted.

We were together.

Then pulled apart.

By the change in our direction.

We no longer had our connection.

Life takes turns that way.

No longer together.

No longer fighting.

The surrender ended us.

We are now dead.

To each other.

And ourselves.

Never give up the fight.

Never surrender.