Limited

What fall is love other than down

A sinking stone to the bottom, simply to drown

Feeliing what we want, a craving an addiction

As soon as you get this brand new addition

To your life, to your routine, to your life and consumption of time

A waste of time, when life could stop on a dime

At any given moment is a good moment to die

Thats why someone dies every moment, for evry sob or cry

for them to come back but death ends it all

Until a life beyond becomes a true final call

I suppose that depends on the way you think and the way you see death

What becomes of you depends on how you view yourself

But before we end the one life that we are sure that we have

What we find within ourselves, to love someone else, thanks to your crossing paths

Never good enough but good enough for her

A feeling of butterflies and a feel of a cold heart to stir

To melt away as this one and only hold it close

Eyes closed, faces closer feel the tickle of her nose

Her glasses magnify her beautiful blue

A wondeful feeling, a feeling  new

Sometimes supposed not a waste of precious

Hours, minutes, seconds, days, weeks, months, years, A spreading infection

That spreads from your head to your heart to your lips to your actions

Love is uncontrollable, but you can find the traction

The grip on reality it takes to fall for someone and what your willing to do

As long as you love her, and you know thats she loves you.