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I think I am falling in love.
Falling, because it is downward projection.
Love, because I have this innate feeling inside of me that has been awoken. It sends my hands shaking and muffles my brain as I instead follow the sounds of my heart pumping.
I think I am falling in love.
But falling in love with someone is not the same as falling in love with an idea.
I see a picture of where I want to be, a vision. I replay the moments that have passed in my head on repeat like ferris wheel spinning, and stopping, spinning, and stopping.
I think I am falling in love.
With who? With what? I do not know.
But my heart strings are loose and they are being tugged as my feet shuffle closer and my eyes grow bigger.
I am falling, falling, falling deeper into the unknown. Drowning, drowning, drowning deeper into the sea.
Love has succumbed me, wrapped me in its depths, pushed me off a cliff and waited, waited, waited for me to hit the ground.
Falling, because it is downward projection.
Love, because I have this innate feeling inside of me that has been awoken. It sends my hands shaking and muffles my brain as I instead follow the sounds of my heart pumping.
I think I am falling in love.
But falling in love with someone is not the same as falling in love with an idea.
I see a picture of where I want to be, a vision. I replay the moments that have passed in my head on repeat like ferris wheel spinning, and stopping, spinning, and stopping.
I think I am falling in love.
With who? With what? I do not know.
But my heart strings are loose and they are being tugged as my feet shuffle closer and my eyes grow bigger.
I am falling, falling, falling deeper into the unknown. Drowning, drowning, drowning deeper into the sea.
Love has succumbed me, wrapped me in its depths, pushed me off a cliff and waited, waited, waited for me to hit the ground.