Monday, 31 March 2014

38

Terribly afraid of falling
when 
I 
know 
I've 
fallen. 

I can't tell anyone about it 
because 
I know nobody would
understand. 
I try my best 
to show a facade that 
I, 
myself, 
can't handle. 
because 
I need strength to carry on. 

and everytime 
I catch 
myself thinking of you, 
I know, 
somehow, 
things would just fall in to place. 
Soon. 

I can't point 
my finger at what it draws 
me to you. 

but 
I know that 
somehow 
everything would be alright 

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