It’s called falling for a reason

Because the one person you love the most

is the one who keeps you grounded.

And I could explain to you the way the sky bends at sunset,

or the way the earth quakes

But I don’t need a seismograph to explain to you how my heart trembles

at the sound of your name.

It’s just something you know.

And we are taught at an early age that love is an abstract thought,

but it seems so concrete in our minds.

I guess that’s why my heart collects dust.

Because my love has been eroded by the rushing rivers of emotions,

And I can’t decide if I’m going to chance it

by diving off the top of a cliff

Or if I’m going to slowly wade through the ocean of love.

And I’m terrified because it’s all happened before

Where I seem to see myself falling,

Only to realize that I was tripping,

Trying to find my footing,

Only to find myself walking back out again.

And I’m terrified because it’s coming in too fast;

That my mind can’t keep up with the racing heartbeats

and the butterflies running laps in my stomach.

It’s not a race for the finish line,

Because everyone knows that slow and steady wins.

So I’m trying to take it slow, I’m trying to find my pace;

So I just hope that you’re still there at the end of the race.