And I Thought It Was Bad To Fall. Poem by Steven SRS

I fell…
Many years ago
I fell…
Not sure into what I fell,
Infatuation,
Lust,
Love?
But I fell
And I fell in secret
For I was not free
Nor was she.
So I kept my falling to myself
Though over time
It was not easy
And it wasn't kind
But I kept my falling within my mind.
The years came and the years went
Day by day,
Hour by hour,
Minute by minute
I lived alone with my secret falling.

I couldn't get up… I just stayed fallen.
At last I wondered if this was wise
And I tried to figure what was best
And I finally relented
Broke my silence
Told my truth.

I thought it was bad to fall.