Two to three inches off the ground The face touches the floor Without nothing to catch you Slow motion dancing leaves Falling down the ground, Unrequited feelings donβt work that way Itβs like a car crash, you canβt tell when itβs coming Like a hurricane, you know the signs but you still choose to get hit You could have saved yourself But you decided to take the risk Until you realized you were stupid enough that you did What a disaster my heart was left