Things Fall Apart Poem by Nadia O.Z

Lately all I hear is

Your voice sounding off in my head
I don't know what it is
But anything I can trace back to you
Makes me smile
For once I feel like things are going to go through as planned
What am I saying
You can't plan a thing like this
It's planted, and grows into something beautiful
Our something beautiful
But then it dies
Somehow I'm telling myself not to get so wrapped up in you
In your arms
What can I say it's a habit
I was born to care
I was born to get hurt because of it
Oh this thing called love
Never question it
But remember
Things eventually fall apart