love is dying

living is not loving

dying is to have loved

you dont know when it happens

you open your eyes

you open your heart

no warning just passion

is it love is it desire

it is the unknown

the impossible

the hidden lines between words

the read between actions

to love is to be dying

always dying

constantly loving

it is love

its opening your heart

it is accepting the fate

to live is not to love

to die is to always love