Category : Diary/Journal

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i keep falling. i stand at the top, and i jump because it MUST be the right one to fall for. this time. this time he’ll be standing at the bottom, waiting for me with arms full of love. and so, with that, i jump. i love the fall. i close my eyes, i’m happy. i reach the bottom, startled by the fatal crash. no arms, no love. where is he? maybe he just forgot, but one does not simple forget love. he’s not there. he’s nowhere, and i know that. yet, for some foolish reason, my eyes are still wandering, looking. my heart is still hopeful. but deep inside, i already know not everybody’s gonna wait for you at the bottom to catch you with ready hands, and a loving heart. maybe the weight of my love was far too heavy for him to catch, and we both know, it would have caused the downfall of us as two.