I am falling down. I am falling and I don't know when to stop.
I don't know how I got here. Or how high this is.
But I am falling from the top.
I am getting sleepy.
But I can't sleep.
This falling makes me daydream.
I try to think of a way out.
But I can't make a sound.
I saw eyes looking at me.
Like this is my place to be.
I can see the light now.
I can see it somehow.
The light is small.
But it's my all.
That light represents the hope.
But it isn't getting smaller nope.
That is how I fall in love.
The person is the light.
And I fall from above.
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