Capture your youth, while you can.

Who said death is dead? He's fully alive, traveling around the world, throwing shadows and soaking in the sun. Visiting the young and old; placing bets and dicing regrets, for the worse or a better off place.

I was the first face you saw when you were born, you were bald as my hair ran black. Now yours the last face I saw before I died, your hair ran black, as I was bald.

Age isn't our final destiny, it's the youth we keep alive within.

She had died, I just never told her. So still, we walk, eat and sleep together, in fear one day she'll come to realize it.