I don’t know who “they” are, but I know that they are the ones who called it ‘falling in love’
I think I understand that term more than ever and yet it still confuses the hell out of me.
There is really next to no sense of love at all – and that might just be the scariest part.
Because when you’re falling in love, all you really feel is the falling part.
Love is unrecognizable really.
I mean does anyone really know what love is when they start to fall for someone else?
That gut wrenching undesirable feeling in the pit of your stomach;
otherwise known as the butterflies,
when really, it feels more like your body has turned into a target zone
for every known natural disaster
and all the ones in between that humans have yet to put a name to.
And maybe falling in love is actually a name for yet another natural disaster
worse than anything we could ever imagine.
Falling is all I can seem to be feeling now a days
and you leaving has a hell of a lot to do with that – not that I blame you for making me feel this way
it’s just that I don’t think this feeling will ever go away.
This black hole has moved from my chest to the bottomless pit of my stomach
and the only explanation I can come up with is that my heart has gotten too heavy.
It tried to warn my head to give up now,
even though Heart is fully aware that Brain could never do this.

I’ve come to know this black hole very well; as it is defined as what truly scares me the most
and when I’m falling in love, I’m only ever just falling.