Falling in love is nice at first,
Warm and inviting,
Pulling you in by your tie through the open door.
Then you get comfortable,
Lying in bed
With her by your side and her head on your chest.
But then some time passes
And feelings fade
Until you become numb to all emotion.
Then you're left with nothing,
Just hot, searing pain
And a heart as numb as the arm she slept on.
So you relieve the pressure
And back away
Until the feeling returns again.
And you start all over, falling into the same hole.
Until you wake up one morning,
Still numb from love.