The Act Of Falling

It was when he smiled that made your heart skip a beat, and the touch of his skin against yours that was electrifying. The sound of his laugh, and the gleam of his eyes that you never get tired of hearing and watching. Those were the signs, that you are falling.

Every conversation, the teasing and the occasional bullying made you giddy. Even at the mention of his name from your friends makes you a little crazy, those are the symptoms of being down, and you know that what you're going through is much more than gravity.

It was the act of falling.

That elation when he is around, even the slightest brushing of skin gives you that drunk sensation. You are drowning, but you never bothered to swim because it made you euphoric, not knowing that falling too is toxic.

The act of falling is a long way down, and you never saw the crash of waves coming for you to drown. You never cared, thinking you were prepared but no, you are not. You are not ready for the part where he breaks your heart. Neither the time when you realized, you can never call him mine.

What was the flutter in your stomach, now has shattered you. His words became poison, and you learned your lesson: Watch before you leap, and don't love too deep.

But in case you do, make sure he loves you too.