If I Were A Book

Late Night Falling

I knew there would never be love between us.
We were just meant to be friends or even less at times.
Heartbreak and lost love was all we ever talked about. 
Falling for you was not a recurring thought. 
But it was 3am and we were talking,
We were dreaming,
We were laughing,
We were falling,
I was falling.
And I tried to stop.
I swear I did.
To walk away from that edge, to not fall.
But I felt happy for the first time,
in a long time. 
And it was in that stupid smile on my face and that skipping beat in my heart. 
That I knew I was screwed.

15/04/2022