If there was another way, then quite possibly everything that happens to be on a different side. One which knew people as a whole collectively lose, even when trying to keep in touch and collect every bit other people don't understand, but that's okay on the days when I can't feel. Those days mean more than the ones that never did. If to fall down means to get back up again, then I guess there's a reason for falling In love, love is a fickle theme; sometimes, it'll hurt, times you won't even believe that it's possible, and sometimes you'll find what you're looking for just at the precipice of another place where you never knew each person alive can barely find another way to be.
But if I look, maybe then I...