YOLO

Should I be more concerned about crossing that line?

Show some restraint

While my love is blind 

When I hear

In my ear

that deep sharp inhale--

You gasping for air

Your composure derailed

How would it be wrong when what we want feels real?

For a night or forever-

I can see that you're clever,
So can you really tell me, in being together

Is Time really the measure for what we endeavor?

Why does Time add value to the things we treasure?

Mm, maybe that's why

I am still feelin' fine

though I can't see that line

That people design

I can understand why, because hearts fall apart

But for now, I don't mind..

'Cause I feel as I feel

Like I did before

Sometimes less may mean less though it may sometimes mean more

I can't tell you the time it'll take me to live,

But I know what I give

And I'll believe what I'll get

Will be ONE HUNDRED ELEVEN times well spent.

In a dose or a session,
in periodic confession

I'll take it all.

Because remember?
you told me,

Time doesn't exist..

At least not in heaven