I saw you. I fell in love.
A bit of a cliche,
but such is life.
Only I didn't really fall in love
when I saw you, it was gradual.
In terms of absence, that is, one day
I suddenly noticed you were not there
(I was able to distinguish how empty
the world was without you in it).
This arrow flew a long time,
which only means that it hit
with grater strength.
You see, this is not love on a whim.
When I see you I don't think "I fell",
rather I flap my arms, taste the fear,
and think "Why the hell I don't stop falling?".
Dec 27, 2017
Dec 27, 2017 at 9:57 PM UTC
I saw you. I fell in love.
A bit of a cliche,
but such is life.
Only I didn't really fall in love
when I saw you, it was gradual.
In terms of absence, that is, one day
I suddenly noticed you were not there
(I was able to distinguish how empty
the world was without you in it).
This arrow flew a long time,
which only means that it hit
with grater strength.
You see, this is not love on a whim.
When I see you I don't think "I fell",
rather I flap my arms, taste the fear,
and think "Why the hell I don't stop falling?".
