When someone loves
life too much,
they are eager to find
new ends and beginnigs,
to go away, but always be back.
When someone loves
life too much,
recklessness crosses their paths,
to be filled with emotions,
however feel none.
Path to be that person,
hard is weak word,
flames on that path
are burning ice,
to be hurt, to feel pain.
However when someone
loves life too much,
they are sun above your black clouds,
rainbow at the end of rain,
to be sentimental, to relate to them.
But all you have to do
is let the snow melt on your hands,
feel the urge than stop,
for years and years,
be the sun that always shines,
even in the darkest of the nights.
Because all you have to do
is wait.
