Why do people call it falling in love?
Sure you fall
But that's when it ends
Really it's more like
Climbing a mountain
Up and up
Higher and higher
As your hands start to bleed
And the altitude makes you sick
And you never know
If someone waits for you at the top
To give you a hand
To help you up
Or if you'll slip
And fall
And fall
And fall
And kiss the concrete
Under your mountain
Yes, I guess you'll fall
But that's when it ends
YOU ARE READING
I Loved
PoetryPoems of the heart. A recipe. With a cup of heartbreak. And a dash of pain. And just maybe a pinch of hope.
