heart. beat.

there is truth in not knowing

death in every breath of life

desire in depths of despair

darkness in memories of light

there are lifetimes in a heartbeat

worlds in every little word

futures behind every closed door

tragedy in the shape of love

an end for every beginning

a beginning for every end

a never-ending arrow of time

for every cyclical choice

we're borne out of what we're made out of

lose what we have burning inside

take what can't be given

lie to ourselves until it's fine

until it's not fine