Started with daggers, sharp looks thrown,

A battlefield of words, tempers full-blown.

Chess moves in shadows, plotting each step,

Enemies locked, our pride's what we kept.

From the fire, we rise, no disguise,

Two storms colliding under the same skies.

Enemies to lovers, a twist in the plot,

The hate turned to heat, now we’re caught.

Friction sparking, like flint on the grind,

Conversations sharp, but hearts intertwined.

Lips used for war, now truce in the kiss,

Never saw the switch—who knew it'd be this?

Guitar strings hum, tension in the air,

Trap beat drops, emotions laid bare.

From venom to verses, spitting a new game,

The world don’t get it, but we’re one in the same.

Battle scars faded, replaced by touch,

Enemies to lovers—who could’ve guessed such?

Turned the cold to fire, the hate to a spark,

We lit up the night, two souls in the dark.

From the fire, we rise, no disguise,

Two storms colliding under the same skies.

Enemies to lovers, a twist in the plot,

The hate turned to heat, now we’re caught.