there was a time- to change or not our in between- us having a say before and after- the trails and tribulations back then; love was an abstract concept
whether through sleepless nights it would seem out of each day wide awake living ordinary to consequences of tossing and turning- heads spinning it took time-for us to take a second look
whether being miles apart, or sitting right next to it was up to us, pick up the pieces, put them back learn from the ups and downs, till we figured it out made crystal clear, paid dues, taken to heart, the getting through