Falling
in
love
with
you
was its own intrinsic adventure,
that
oh
so
typical
whirlwind
of gathering knowledge
and settling the groundwork
for memories yet to be made.
But being,
ah,
being in love with you
is quite different, sir.
Falling, see, was a
flash flood,
waters up to my neck
and I was drowning
in the emotion before
I could comprehend
it for what it was-
love.
But being, being is a
steady drizzle,
the kind that's light
and enjoyable. You sit
at the window watching
the steady stream and
listening to the tap
tap
tap
and it seems it will never end.
So you go outside and
throw your arms out,
point your face up and
twirl
twirl
twirl
with wild abandon.
Falling in love with you was
a head-spinningly exciting
experience, but being in love
with you is when I truly became
free.
May 8, 2015
May 8, 2015 at 7:56 PM UTC
Falling
in
love
with
you
was its own intrinsic adventure,
that
oh
so
typical
whirlwind
of gathering knowledge
and settling the groundwork
for memories yet to be made.
But being,
ah,
being in love with you
is quite different, sir.
Falling, see, was a
flash flood,
waters up to my neck
and I was drowning
in the emotion before
I could comprehend
it for what it was-
love.
But being, being is a
steady drizzle,
the kind that's light
and enjoyable. You sit
at the window watching
the steady stream and
listening to the tap
tap
tap
and it seems it will never end.
So you go outside and
throw your arms out,
point your face up and
twirl
twirl
twirl
with wild abandon.
Falling in love with you was
a head-spinningly exciting
experience, but being in love
with you is when I truly became
free.
