So uh we wrote it stanza by stanza, switching between perspectives. He spoke as the light(optimistic one), I replied as the shadow(pessimistic one).... He stood for hope, I stood for doubt. In other words, love was our battlefield.
The idea was simple: what happens when two inner selves collide... one who still believes in love’s redemption, and the other who only sees what love destroyed? Created? Well you'd be the judge

