I was falling in love
I had gazed at love and didn't jump
I am falling in love
I took the jump
Didn't reach the bottom or the ground to which I am falling
Someone is holding my hand
The other hand, feeling the air, feeling the other speeding time with no one there
The attempts to jump, the last time I remembered, were like watching myself in movies and dreams
...and games that can re-start and re-set when you fail or die
Now, I am falling
...falling
...falling
...falling
And wondered why I jumped and let someone hold my hand
Letting the person feel the pressure of the air contradicting with our fall
Doubting
Fear
Anxiety but yes, it's mostly fear
What if when I reach the ground...
I feel alone and no one around
...the person holding my hand on the fall...
...had let my hand go?
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Please read: Mark Malonzo's "Falling. In love"
Just had an idea from it so I created this piece. ^___^