Losing: Brings the best. Saved for last.

Nothing inspires people quite like loss.
If it be minor, or major
Grief births strength. It breeds rejuvenation.
Of course it's only after nature hastaken it's course.
The pain, and anguish.
The sinking in of realization.
Most importantly of all, the will to accept.
Then comes the ray of light beaming.
This loss is like some sort of strange enlightenment.
A subconscious bellow of optimissim overwhelmes your senses, and intellect.
You collect memories.
Memories that go down in your story.
However it may told.
Nothing inspires people quite like loss
With every heart break
Each time a lover fails
A lover learns how to improve
No matter the regrets, apathy, or resentments carried on
People transform from beautiful nightmares
Into blissful dreams you dont want to wake from, so you could continue your pursuit.
You rebuild the pews, and pillars
To be more stable, and safeguarded
For, and from whomever is bold enough to give you that passing feeling
Nothing like loss
Gives people the edge
To cross over from the mechanical to the miraculous
You'll die to win
Because you're born to lose it all.