i always pictured falling in love
to be synonymous with autumn leaves drifting to the ground
quiet, peaceful, graceful
the soft scent of freshly cut grass and rain lingering in early morning air
but that was before you
with you, it was like jumping off a cliff
without looking to see how high up i was
-please catch me
YOU ARE READING
longing personified
Poetrya collection of poems about friendships, love, loss, and heartbreak. the perfect representation of the teenage experience.
