Falling in love is like trying to learn to ride a bike.
When they get moving, They start off wobbly. Unsure of the direction it's going. Severe perseverance. Your so mentally scared that you try not to think of the wreck that may happen in the future. But you keep going. You want to learn about the bike and the intended path of travel you are going on. Including all of it's obstacles on the way. Trash cans. Arguements. Curbs. Lies. And most importantly, pedestrians. Heartache.
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With a mind so cloudy..
And a body so weak..
stress says it all.
There's no reason to speak.
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Minds crumble like paper.
Souls fall like the very ground beneath us.
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