Lets to say a ball of stone and a ball of paper were dropped by hand. If we exclude surface area and resistance, they will fall at the same speed. If two people fall in love, they fall with the same speed. It does not matter what origins they come from, or something to make use of.

If I fall in love, I think it would be beautiful that no one will be able to explain it....

The problem with thinking,
is that when you dig too far,
everyone shuts down on you.

That is what happened to me.

The person who I tried to help, (they claimed,)
ended up leaving,
Who I wanted to share my life with,
The one I trusted with my life,
left.

I wish I knew why.
To this day, I still cannot figure why.
I guess that is what destroys a person.
"Why?"

"Why did they leave?"

WHY?

"I do not think I will ever love again."
DO you know why?
Two of the people who I had loved,
Seemingly just died.
Broken heart shatters,
Reforms one to lead,
I think if I love again,
I will fall down dead.

Silence,
Followed by the lulls of the wind.
Where one would have the blessed sleep,
Here I am,

Strained, tired, feel like a sack of meat,

It is strange though,
to have never felt this peace before,
as you are shrouded by the darkness,
yet like a firefly, live during it,
but sadly, die during the day.

"The sadness will last forever"
It seems to never get better.
Where others laugh and play,
Who seem very gay*

Here I am.
Stuck,
Bored,
Sad,
"**** it, how will I ever get out of this labyrinth?"