This grand plan called "life"...

When do we recover from love?
If our lives are filled with petty emotions,
If we forget about the good moments
of the beauty and simplicity
of happier days and hope,

When do we give up on ourselves?
If we never give ourselves
a chance to start with,
If love is dead and fear surrounds us
and life is a mystery we best leave unsolved,

When do we resign to fate?
To forget about the grand plans we create,
And leave this earth before our fall,
We wonder what happened
and die without a second thought.