Simple and stupid things from a stupid and simple person

Falling in love

It all started with a little stumble, I didn't realize what it was at the time so I just went about my day. It started happening more often and I quickly got scared. I didn't want to fall, you see my big sister always told me to keep myself standing and whatever I did do not fall, for if I did I would surely be hurt. I made sure to heed that warning and always kept my shoe laces tied nice and neat and stuck them in the sides of my shoes as a precaution. I spent my whole life seeing people fall, some of them regained their balance but a lot of the time they just fell. I always made sure to look at the ground so I would be sure to not trip. But then I met you. We stared talking and I started to not pay attention to where I was walking. I started to stumble. I realized my mistake and shut you out before i stoped paying attention completely and fell. I didn't want to fall. You pushed your way through though. You pushed your way through all my barricades and for a while I made sure I did not stumble, I made sure of it. I didn't even notice when it started agin but this time I couldn't catch myself. I stated stumbling more often and I started to trip more and more. Then one day. About a year later. I fell completely. I didn't want to. I hated myself and you for it. I hated you because you didn't fall. I wanted you to so badly but you didn't. I realized that not every fall ends up with fun memories. Just scraped hands and knees and nasty pink scars along my legs that I tried to cover so hard that I didn't even realize that you started to fall. For her. You both started to fall so quickly no one could catch you. When you recovered from the fall you had nasty scars along your arms from where the fall had broken you. I didn't know how to comfort you. We started to talk more and more and I just kept falling, each time worse than the last. Then you started to stumble. And I was so optimistic that it was because of me. But it was for her. You have fallen for her three times now, after you both get back up you are covered in scars. Both broken so badly. I wish I could help. But now you're falling agin and I hope to god that this time it's a permanent fall on both sides. You both deserve to fall. You both deserve to fall so deeply in love with one and other. I hope this fall lasts. Don't worry about me though. Soon enough I will be able to pick myself up from this and hopefully there will be no scars this time. I hope there will be no evidence that there was once a girl who fell in love with a boy who was promised to another. I hope to the goddess that I will be able to tell my children that not every fall is a bad thing. That sometimes it hurts but it gets better. I don't know if I could survive another fall but who knows?