put me somewhere in your shelf, i'll stay i promise. [completed]

falling in love should be a free thing.

Let's breathe the lust in

to our lungs

and promise ourselves

to not say

a word about this

through the night

where we run and hide,

we fall down

into the waters

of this world;

     let's tell them the truth

about us,

why should we run, when

young in love

should be a free thing

we can't stop

our hearts, our souls from

connecting

like the fallen hearts

of our days.