Falling

You don't walk in love..
you fall. That's why it's so hard to get out.

I created my own personal romance. But all I did was fail.

I fell so hard and fast. Ridiculous.

Crazy, right?
I just can't look at you without feeling anything.
It's kinda killing me.

Trying so hard to create something that isn't there.
Creating a story that doesn't exist.

But my words do not make sense. They won't.
Until something happens.

But I won't stop. I won't fail.
I will fall.
But like Alice did when she fell down the rabbit hole.
I will fall, but without pain. Without hurting myself.
Ending my fall in a room with lots of doors.
Lots of opportunities to choose from.

Please, correct me if I'm wrong.
But do we not all want to fall carefully into this hole?
To end in a world we never expected to be there?

These are my thoughts.
And I kind of succeeded with the whole 'create your own romance'.

But I still miss you.