From the beginning of the war to the end, you were doomed
I may of let you win but these battles are things that often
Always end to soon...
Knowing of you was something of a rare chance
Meeting could be a idea someday
You are beautifully cocky to be blunt
I imagine we would get along while
You have the potential to handle my character
And I'm impatiently ready to know more about you
Until that day of departure and meeting
I'll be waiting...
