Falling
Love in my perception.
Mutual deception.
Love and hate the same.
A journey of opposite direction.
An obsession for misconstrued happiness.
Similar to depression.
Brought upon by a deep life lesson.
A weapon of negativity to illuminate reality.
But the whole concept is sad to see.
To fall in love is a definition in itself.
The motion of falling.
Deep.
Deep as the ocean.
Falling in a bottomless pit, where you constantly reach out for something to help you stand up.
As you try climb out of the pit.
Your exit gets further and further.
Soon you can no longer see the light peeking from your exit.
And all that's left is to let go and fall.
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