Fall
Fall
When I fall, you pick me up
When I cry, you cheer me numb
When it stings, you heal it all
And when I break, you catch my pulse.
Not many understand, this meaning of love
A love where I can jump
Because I know you will catch
A love where I can Hate
But you will never stay away,
A love where a single crack will not destroy
But instead bring more joy than ever before.
Because not many know the truth
The truth of our love
A love where I can fall
Because no matter what
You will pick me up
A love known to few
A love so strong and true,
A healthy type of love
Made for me and you
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