is there a version where we win?

Maybe I just want to hear my words, but from your mouth.

Maybe I just want to hear anything from it.

After all, your voice is my favorite sound.

Your eyes are my favorite color.

Your skin my favorite taste.

Your touch my favorite sensation.

Is there a version of this story where we win?

If so, how many times do we have to lose to find it?

Because I’ll take every loss,

If it means that eventually we win.