Falling
Love is hard.
Sometimes you fall for someone,
but they aren’t prepared to catch you.
Sometimes
They’re facing the other way entirely.
Or perhaps,
Their arms are outstretched
Ready to catch someone else.
So here I am,
Falling.
Will you catch me?
Copyright © Alexa Fazzino | Year Posted 2016
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