"We started dying before the snow , and like the snow,we contuned to fall" Falling in love ... the expression we use more often but the majority ignore its meaning ... LOVE is a sneaky bastard because you dont trip and then fall it challenges the laws and logic , skipping a stage , the stage of resisting before falling ...you are caught up so there is no escape . she has you my friend , try to set loose from her rosy limbs tying you up ,reaching for your face , struggling to breath ... a glimp of light for you to see is nearly fading away ...slow death ,but who said anything about pain , death is only an illusion , beginning not an end , knowing that the next day you will be immortal , a newborn , laying facing the blue sky with the one who gave you life . while your heart is shrinking , on your dying bed ...she make it pump again faster than ever , that tiny heart of yours is now powerful than ever , like an ant who could lift double times her weight ....how ...