Aquittal

Finished for some time
Resubmitting conditioned denial
Uttering sweet nothings, to convince
Too intense, tempers remain still
Heat from love too cold to ever admit
Ignoring the daze of dismay in sleepless nights
Our fights were prerecorded to get into feelings
Unsolicited yet fully vetted in afterthoughts of regret
Subjects in the court of love our defenses were tested
Petitioning for awards 2b granted on premises of no fault
No standing on the grounds of love holding value over life itself
I stand falsely accused but will rest my case just to be free from us