COMBAT LOVE

How do I make peace
With my combat vet?
I thought I knew
But I don't know yet

Just when I think
We're finally getting somewhere
Here it comes again
That thousand-yard-stare

His eyes turn black
Chills me to the bone
Sitting right beside me
But nobody's home

Incoming...bullets flying
Glass all over the floor
Crying, laughing, making love
Best of friends once more

Combat Love
Is a roller coaster ride
The lowest low
And the highest high

It's a never ending battle
With PTSD
But my combat vet
Means the world to me

I just love him a lot
Then I love him some more
When you're making love
It's hard to make war

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~Debbe Reynolds~
Winter '92