I wonder if someone is out there to catch me coz I’m falling and this time I’m about to hit the sharp precipice of life head and chest on. How I wish there’s fall protection in love, you fall but you don’t break and get crashed when there is no one to catch you anymore, and the one you love is gone.
Hmm, I know that sounds cheesy, but really now, how I wish I never broke my guards down. At least, I would still come out of the situation unbruised. But, it’s too late for that now. Besides, when you’re in that situation, it’s so hard to think, all you can do is feel and flel, and you even loose control of those emotions. Now, can someone tell me loving isn’t strange?
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