I know our love is not perfect
If such a thing exists...
Killing ourselves to love
Willing ourselves above...
What is life all about?
Is it just pleasure, is it to scream and shout...
A noble heart beats within your chest
Filled with kindness, love, and the best...
When I see you again
on the other end...
Devoting more of yourself to life is getting more...
Seaking to add more meaning to life? The answer is...
You get mad right?
You have times when your sad at night...
To dream is to have inspiration
to feel is a reason...
in the finality of this hour
as all of this shall disappear...
There is no recipe to follow
There is no right way no wrong way...
By engaging my curiosity
I hope to make a point...