falling.

he told me:

when i think of falling,
i think of comets and
insomnia and midnight
rushes of emotions and
breaking down just to feel

something

again. he told me
when i think of falling,
i think of you.

but this is okay, because
falling things cannot be
stopped, and

.

you have always been the most
beautiful in a quiet way, like how
the moon outshines the sun, and you
have dreams like uncut glass,
waiting to be shaped or dropped or
maybe both and

you promise you won't let me
break

but i think, i think that maybe

.

i already have and you can't
undo the past and there's no point
in trying and

.

you are the kind of dream
i never want
to wake up from.