I think I'm falling in love.
Not the cute and pretty kind,
but the mean and gritty type that
you worry is going to last too long.
Will I end up missing your face?
Watch it fade as those memories dim.
There's a reason it's called falling
and not floating nor gliding.
God, I hate falling in love.
Isn't it so peculiarly terrifying?
Aug 23, 2016
Aug 23, 2016 at 6:35 PM UTC
I think I'm falling in love.
Not the cute and pretty kind,
but the mean and gritty type that
you worry is going to last too long.
Will I end up missing your face?
Watch it fade as those memories dim.
There's a reason it's called falling
and not floating nor gliding.
God, I hate falling in love.
Isn't it so peculiarly terrifying?
