To fall in love,
what peculiar wording.
Falling is painful, more often than not,
things can be broken,
and they may hurt you a lot.
A plethora of emotions.
A pounding heart.
Conversations with nervous shaking,
that rarely every start.
Texts in the morning,
texts at night.
Mixed emotions, crazy thoughts,
that make lying alone just not feel right.
The words you left unsaid
will always invade your head.
How do you know the right thing to say,
when you will just get hurt anyway?

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