sometimes I feel like
theres no beginning
to losing and winning
all those people who are
dying and grinning
like the first few lines to a poem
read them so much you get to know them
thats what peoples hearts can be
if you polish them so they're all shiny
and hold their picture up to the skies
find yourself tasting the tears in your eyes
and think about how much ur missing
those cheeks you'd be kissing
and you stand there reminiscing
realizing all those years considered lost
where only true love with no cost
and thats the moment you turn around
thinking about what  you had found
and you make up your mind
that love shouldnt be timed
so you open the door
to the one you adore