Falling Up

maybe

I highly suggest if you are reading this, you stop.

I do not want to be tripped up in you anymore. I dont want to keep this song on repeat. I want to move on and love someone else, I want to learn someone's favorite color that isn't white, I want to learn someone's favorite animal and it wont be a hedgehog, I want to find someone who loves to cuddle just as much as me, I want to find someone that hates horror movies, I want someone who refuses to listen to pink cds, I want someone who can't sing, I want someone who has no musical talent, I want someone that isn't you. But i cant seem to train myself to fall out of helpless love. I see you and im so utterly confused on how to feel.

Should i be stay friends, but never get close enough to you to be vulnrable? Should i stay in your good graces, but never come to your house? Should i leave so that you wont have to see me wrestle with demons that tell me to reach for something already gone?

Maybe i should rip the part of me that holds hope and leave it behind with the rest of your sunken treasures. Maybe i should light it on fire with all of our possessions that we shared so that i can go up in flames as well.

Maybe i should stop holding my breath, like a child preparing to obliterate the birthday candles.

Maybe i should stop hesitating like a dog who does not enjoy the rain.

Maybe i should turn and run like a blonde in a horror movie.

I dont want to be tangled in you anymore.

I dont want to associate everything in this town with the smell of your cologne.

So, maybe.