You fall in love,
And then,
You fall out of love.

You started singing love songs,
Describing how even in the worst of times, everything seems to fall in place,
Despite how bad some things are, the flowers in the spring is all you can smell of.

And then,

People talk about how much it hurts,
How you'd rather have your bones broken since you have 206 of it because
The heart being the way it is, 1. Only 1.

If that is so,
Maybe you shouldn't describe it as falling 'in' love,
because
It creeps all the way in your veins down to the very core of your being.

Maybe, just maybe,
You should fall 'on' love,
Because then,
You won't feel the pain of departing when it's something you smother across your heart like peanut butter on a toast rather than inside your heart.

Or nah?

-nuraishahazman-

She found me.
I fell for her.
But she, she did not.

Says she Loves Me
but Not In Love with Me.
But she wants me to stay.

Because she is scared.
Scared to fall stupidly in love again.
Scared to get Lost in me.

And I sit at my kitchen counter
With my 7th glass of wine in my hand
And I wonder, WHY?
Why I am denied to be in that place.
That sacred place of fountain of Love with her.

Wondering if its all fair.
To choose the one to Love who wants to Love but with a Piece of her.
But for me to give My All

The difference between you and me is
*us