People constantly talk about fighting for something or someone. Fighting to hold on, fighting to get back what's been lost, fighting to find something. Always fighting. Well, what if I don't want to fight? What if I'm choosing not to? Will I never find meaning if I don't go to war for it? Will true love never come because I can't see an epic struggle? It's not just that I don't want to fight, I don't want anyone to fight for me either. If you need to engage in battle to get me, it's not worth it. I'm here. I'm waiting. No need for blood shed. No need for enemies and allies. I'm one thing in this world that you don't have to fight for.