He failed, walked through an inferno, all out of love.
He searched for his lover, who was once an angel who descended from above.
His name was Dante and he was pure of heart and believed he could bring her to paradise.
Beatrice was a fallen angel and he hoped that their love would help her realize.

Sometimes when you win, you lose.
That’s why love is there to help you choose.
Sometimes when you lose, you win.
But only when your heart is open.

There wasn’t a “Catch 22” or lose-lose.
He knew that if this was going to work he’d have to lose the blues.
He faced the Red.
His journey was so difficult that people were sure he’d end up dead.

But that may be what it takes.
Love is used by so many fakes.
I’m no exception because I’ve been in and out.
I know for sure that true love must not have any uncertainty or doubt.

A man who would trade Heaven just to be with the woman he loves is not one to reject.
For that man may go through Hell and back for that woman just to reconnect.