do not fall in love
or you will wake up and find yourself
having ink on your bedsheets
as you try to write their names away.

do not fall in love
or you will end up screaming confessions
to treetops
because at least the trees listen.

do not fall in love
because you'd carve their names on your skin
and your toes will bleed on your broken mirror
and still think it's poetic, anyway.

do not fall in love.
you'll end up wandering the streets
because your home has a first and last name.

do not fall in love
or you will fall
and fall
and fall
and fall
until you realize
those books aren't true.
you neither fly nor hit rock bottom.
you just continue falling.

so please, for the love of god,
i'm begging you.

do not fall in love.


unless it's with me.