She fell—
In a way she can't find her way up
She fell—
In a way,broken bones are easier to mend,
than a broken heart
She fell—
Too deep to get her feet back
She fell—
Silently,reminding her,she have loved a person until she was empty
She fell—
Out of his grasp,out of his hold
She fell—
Enough for this poetry to be evenly mold,
She fell—
Enough to live, enough to die
The thing is,
He also fell—
Enough for him to cry,
Maybe, for the rest of his life
