how cute is first love...
the first time he whispers those three words in your hear.
the first time you admit to yourself that the are butterflies inside you.
when your falling rapidly,
faster than your feet can catch you.
falling somewhere,
who knows where.
And who knows when your going to land.
is there a net below you?
will it catch you?
or will you hit the ground.
After knowing how much love can hurt
its so easy to be scared.
scared to let go,
scared to hit the bottom.
do you decide to to fly freely,
or keep your only blood pumping possession inside its cage?!
i think i might fly.
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