Second Thoughts

Falling in love with someone You can never be with. Hiding behind a filter photo A smile, body gestures As a poet, we feel We see, we separate Our words with emotion So tired, so tired my heart (Elizabeth Browning) Even the tone throughout our write Any reader can pick up on it. And sometime interpret them wrong Endless love, a little gratitude, and most important for my soul Peace and happiness, Do I trust myself enough? to give myself to another Falling in love with someone You can never be with, whole Heartly, Is a dangerous move, a slippery slopes demotion? Once again do I trust myself enough to give away To another person, because of a smile? Should I say that I am fallen, And I can’t get up?