WormHole of Feelings
I can feel myself slipping through my finger tips.
I gotta get a grip of reality before I fall.
I remeber when I fell before and I remember falling hard.
I swear it was the best time of my life
Until I realized i was caught up by a dream
Im back on my two feet but truthfully falling felt good.
I cant help but think back and tell myself.
Falling for you was too sweet but my heart was damaged.
Is it healthy for me to put my heart in a place where it doesnt belong?
It longs to go back but I know the poor thing wont manage and nor will I.
Im strong today but i tend to wither away when I reflect back on yesterday.
I wont fall again though. I refuse to fall in the wormhole of feelings that you created in me.
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