Do you think when a leaf falls from a tree is is screaming because it's terrified of falling?
Or do you look at a dead rose and think of sadness or of a love that was once beautiful, but is now dead?
See, the thing about poems is you could say anything and no one would fully understand or grasp what you meant or how you were feeling in that moment.
When I fall, it's a terrible thing. I scream and try to stop myself, but I can't.
In some cases I have, so when I fall...it's rare.
A girl that used to wear her heart on her sleeve, and fall for every boy who smiled at her
To the girl who is intractable, hard to understand, guarded.
Why?
Not really scared of falling anymore, but terrified of someone falling for her.
It's hard to believe you will never fall in love, or have anyone fall in love with you.
{Especially when you are a sucker for any love story you can get your hands on}
This isn't really a poem, but a mess of thoughts...what I'm trying to say...{I think} is that I'm falling and I'm content, yet oh so terrified.

Remember that girl?
The one who looked at herself with so much hatred?
The one with death gleaming in those pretty brown eyes?
They’re glowing now.
Her laughter is so filled with life, she can hardly even recognize herself.
She’s growing.
She never thought she could feel so much love.
She feels very deeply still, but with so much light.
She could love so effortlessly.
Why wouldn't ya want to love on a girl with so much love in her heart, and life gleaming in those pretty brown eyes?

Dating someone who lives through books and who lives through movies just to feel something... you are going to have to be patient and understanding. Because these people have never felt a love from someone so beautiful. And what's dangerous is the fact that they have lived their life hoping for a love like the book they read, for the movie they watched. And this is where you need to be patient and understanding.
Be patient, don't think that just because they lived their lives in a world that is made up, that they will always think they will need a world like that.
Don't runaway.
Stay.
Be patient and teach them, show them that reality is not on a t.v. screen.
It's not in a world that you paint in your head, but that you will show them that they can depend on you and you will love them with everything you have.
That you will believe in their love.
That you will fight for them.
Show them the world outside the pixalated screen.
Show them that although it's not the world they imagined, it is a world worth living and fighting for.
Lastly, be understanding.
Understand from their point of view.
That they have not felt a love so strong or a love so beautiful.
That they want someone to look at them at 5 in the morning with no make-up on, to look at them like they are the most beautiful creature on this earth.
To have small, but amazing moments.
To have someone to hate and love at the same ******* time.
To have someone they can trust.
Understand that all they ******* want is to be shown how to love, and alongside have someone love them.

The clouds reach out for the sun to hide her away.
They swallow all of her brightness and beauty, and replace it with darkness and sadness.
Are they protecting her?
Or hiding away all of her beauty from everyone?
So that they can go back inside, to give up trying to look for her.

Maybe if I say over and over again in my head that I should not be afraid...maybe I'll finally stop being so ******* scared.