If falling hurts
Why do people fall in love?
Don't they know they're falling?
Falling; rushing into this pain,
Makes you dumb
Blind want to **** on your thumb
Pocket full of certs;
Want to fly like a dove,
You swear you hear them calling
Your name every minute; you feel lame
Pathetic even,
How you let yourself forget
It happened once before
And before that and more,
You think the memo you'll get
But you step over the edge anyways,
You've done it before
You'll do it again,
Bust your knee on that soft feeling
Warmth seeping through every pore,
You see them in a light so heavenly
Falling rocks in love is a good hurt...
© okpoet
Jan 9, 2013
Jan 9, 2013 at 7:28 PM UTC
If falling hurts
Why do people fall in love?
Don't they know they're falling?
Falling; rushing into this pain,
Makes you dumb
Blind want to **** on your thumb
Pocket full of certs;
Want to fly like a dove,
You swear you hear them calling
Your name every minute; you feel lame
Pathetic even,
How you let yourself forget
It happened once before
And before that and more,
You think the memo you'll get
But you step over the edge anyways,
You've done it before
You'll do it again,
Bust your knee on that soft feeling
Warmth seeping through every pore,
You see them in a light so heavenly
Falling rocks in love is a good hurt...
© okpoet
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