My poems...

Falling

The idea behind it: This poem was kind of supposed to have a double meaning almost : first of all it was supposed to be about literally falling and tripping over (but I think this gets a bit lost in translation) and then secondly, the main focus was supposed to be on the idea of "falling" in love, only to realise that it wasn't really or would never work out. Anyway hope you enjoy...

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I met you on a Monday - your hair was messy, your smile lit up the room and your laugh was like a melodious tune and that was when I knew I was going down,

On the Tuesday this feeling in my stomach began - this uncontrollable fluttering and giddiness when you were around but I pushed it aside, told myself it was just in my mind and that was when I thought I stopped myself from hitting the ground

But then Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, we were talking all the time, you were making jokes and I couldn't help but fantasise about you being mine - that was when i accepted that this was something unstoppable, that was when I realised I was going to hit the ground

On Saturday, a harsh blow was delivered, I realised I'd imagined it all because every look you gave I realised it wasn't for me at all, every smile, every comment was all to get her attention - I guess I should've know I'd never be the subject of you're affection. And that was when I knew I'd hit the floor - the cold, harsh reality that there would never be a "you and me", for you didn't need me anymore

And so on Sunday I'm left with cuts and bruises, only reminding me that you didn't choose us - but instead of crying about it I'll laugh, I'll laugh at myself for believing that this could be something that'd last.

Or at least it felt like a week - moving in slow motion; knowing I'd eventually hit the ground. In reality it was probably but a moment, a few seconds to anyone looking in from the outside, but that's the thing about falling - you never really realise it's happening until everyone's looking at you and you're lying on the ground.

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A/n: Not really sure about this one, it definitely isn't my best work, feels a bit rushed but please let me know what you think

~G x