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