beautiful words

"Slow down. This is such a blur. Tell me what's the hurry now. Have we been running round in circles. Missing all that we could be. You say it's not too late. We are words. On pages that we've left unturned. An ending no one's ever heard. We are a story slowly unfolding. Beautiful words. I could walk across the ocean with you walking next to me. And you could melt away this winter. Now we're starting over. We will see it's not too late. Beautiful words that last when everything else has passed. Even when the stars are gone. I know every single beautiful word that we were will live on."