But I know one thing:
If I had enough skill,
To accurately depict your face
Using paint brushes,
I'd instantly become a world renowned artist...
For creating a masterpiece that trumps the Mona Lisa.

Goodnight,
That's all I said,
Because fear was stronger than my mind's might...
For in reality, I wished to be in your bed.

Relax, ***** minded beauty,
I wished you were sound asleep in my arms...
Because I knew when you're sleeping you'd be more than a cutie
And the comfort of my arms would keep you out of the way of Harm's.

I was so desperate to cuddle with you,
To close the distance that's making me blue,
That I was contemplating pulling a Romeo:
Climbing up your balcony just to serenade you.

But I guess I was too scared,
That you'd be surprised by how much I cared.

I know of a cute girl,
Who could be the cutest murderer ever -
Because her words are lethal to my weak emotional mind,
And they are somehow make my heart bleed.
To live for another day is what I always plead,
Well aware that if she keeps going I'd die with the biggest grin on my face.
Her sweet sweet words are what I desire, but, they're also Death's ace.
"Everything to moderation" my dad's voice yells in my head -
But how can I determine moderate
When I'm gorging on words that make me higher than ****...
And now, from my negative thoughts and low self-esteem, I'm temporarily freed.
But, to be honest,
I don't mind if I'm her first victim...
Because after my brain's gone erratic from spiked dopamine levels
I'd make sure to share a joke with the Grim Reaper -
Before he flashes his deadth-inflicting scythe at me
And takes me to meet my creator.

Since I'm falling,
I decided to admire the scenery around me--
Since there is nothing I can do to prevent it from happening...
It's true that I don't want to be here--
But look at how bright the orange sun shines,
It's absolutely breathtaking the way it paints the clouds a lovely orange shade.
I mean, I don't want to fall for her,
I don't want to fall in love--
Man, Autumn leaves are something else, right?
They just look beautiful. I love the way conifers look when they are dressed in red, green and yellow leaves.
Where was I?
Yeah, I don't want to fall for her,
Because I'm scared I'll fall out of love,
Or,
I'll hurt her and up being the worst person she had ever crossed paths with--
It's so nice the way the wind hugs me,
As I plunge towards the earth's centre,
All because of that pretty lady that's giving me an adrenaline rush.

I'm falling for her,
With the help of Earth's gravitational force,
I'm Accelerating at 9.8 metres per second.
And I've been here before,
Suspended in the air,
Surrounded by clouds--
Plummeting towards the earth's centre.
I know one thing,
When I hit the ground,
My heart will be shattered,
Because it's a fall from an elevated place--
Elevated by flirting and more than friendly hugs--
Because she didn't catch me...
Because,
Reality will catch me,
When everything ends.

So,
I kinda know,
That soon the wind's embrace will be gone,
That soon,
I'll look up at the sun, instead of seeing it at my eye level, like I do now.
I know,
Soon,  she'll no longer be interested in me,
Soon,  sunsets won't look beautiful,
Instead they'll remind me of her eyes.
But,
I'll cherish this fall,
Every single second of it.

And,
I'll hold onto the hopes that I'll one day,
meet someone,
Who never let's me reach the ground,
Someone who doesn't even have to catch me--
Because, she'll make me fall for her,
Everyday,
And keep my mind far, far away
From the contemplation of a reality without her.