Autumn In Love
I showed my scars
You smiled as though I were a child,
Showing baubles.
I showed you my past
You shared with me yours.
It's the falling that's terrifying,
You know.
Even when we know there's healing
Water below
Or strong steel chairs to hold us
It's the knowing
This may not end well.
It's the thousands of falls
Most little
Caught only by unyielding ground.
That is the memory
The fear.
You need only land once
Poorly
To fear the fall.
I wonder
Because a third of the stars fell
Do they still fear falling?
Is that why love is so hard?
I'm falling, and scared
I try not to thrash as I plummet
Yet it's hard not to be eager
For the falling to stop--
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