Falling, so deep
Head over heels
Tumbling
Hurtling
For so long
Never ending
Please, please, please
let it stop.
His quirk of his smile
teasing, laughing, a facade
His fingers
long, slender, tapping
His windswept hair
rumpled, mussed ever so carefully
His eyes
dark, wild, gleaming
But there's a her.
There's always a her.
Talking
Joking
Flirting
Laughing like there's no tomorrow
And me?
I'm just falling.
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Messy and Beautiful: Collection of Short Pieces
RandomThis is a collection of short pieces. Topics may vary. Hope you guys like them. :) <3