p o e t r y

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I remembered when you asked me what it was like to fall in love..

and now that I think of it

it is merely the tears that arise when you won't admit that you're broken

it's an absolute whirlwind that picks you up from where you were and leaves you thrown somewhere you've never been.

though at the same time it's a box of matches in a forest, it will burn you to ashes with the slightest touch

I can't promise you that love is beautiful

but I can promise you it was worth it

because much like life

love will kill you