I'm falling again
Falling for his deep blue eyes
Falling for his humor
Falling for his addictive personality
Falling for him.

But as I'm falling I think he's climbing
He doesn't like me, at least not anymore.
There may have been a time where he did
But I scared him off.
I'm being myself because I thought he could understand it
But he's just climbing away.

I like to think that maybe I'm falling from a high place,
And he's climbing from a low one
So we will meet again and realize.

But knowing my luck, I fall from the bottom.