Fell and Broke
And so I fell.
And fell.
And fell.
And fell
for a thousand of times.
And then I broke.
A n d b r o k e.
A n d b r o k e.
A n d b r o k e
as many times as I fell.
I don’t know what will happen if I fall again.
I don’t exactly heal every time I fall and break,
I just suffer excruciating continuous breaking.
I don’t know what will happen if I fall again.
I am honestly near to being powdered.
So maybe, if I fall the next time, I’ll be crushed into granules,
or maybe particles.
Who knows how hard I am gonna fall
and how broken I’ll get?
But, if the next time will be the last time I get to fall
before I am pulverized into nothing,
I’ll still choose to fall for you.
Even if I know how this will affect me.
I’ll still choose to fall for you,
Even though it was you to whom I fell a thousand of times.
Even though you were the reason I am this broken.
Because, all along, I believe, you are worth it.
So, even if this is the last chance I’ll get,
I’ll still choose to fall and break for you.
Cause,
that’s how I love you.
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