we’re bound to fall,
not to fall apart,
because if we fall apart,
it wouldn’t really hurt like this,
we are to bound to fall,
fall out of this relation,
that hurt us the most, even though
we knew that it was going to fall out someday,
still,
we are so eager to go against fate,
knowing it would still hurt,
aren’t we stubborn creatures?
now, we keep on plastering our unhealed wounds,
even though each day, new unhealed wounds were made.