Many Die Without Being Loved

People don't realize how lucky they are, how blissful is their heartbeat, how profound is their secret... when love makes them smile; many die without being loved... loss or betrayal leaves them cold as stones under the thickness of snow, while winds hiss and continue to blow! Who will be at our side when loneliness makes us cry? If our darling is no longer near, and the need for kisses is stronger than words, once the heart is alone and life becomes another stride... will someone teach us how to fly? Then distance won't divide! Many die without being loved, it's all hidden in the eyes that look sadder than they are; pain is not only in the emotions, it's deeper than feelings... when words and images come forward: making us remember their sweetness to delight and inspire us more! People don't realize the purpose of strides that we must climb the highest mountain before we can reach the top and look further; from there the view is much clearer... seeing who hurts from the unseen pain and misses us, being fully aware of their fondness!