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-
Nov 10, 2014
Nov 10, 2014 at 9:21 AM UTC
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-
