i am not a seer
a witch or a god
but i knew i’d be here
falling;
falling through the depth with arms outreached
trying to grab onto anything
anything more than the absence of screams of help
falling;
for you
is nothing less than colorful
like a rainbow slide with a green hat at the bottom
falling;
i don’t want to stop
i worked tirelessly to fall this long and hard
and flying feels like walking over cement
until falling with you
the bottom never comes
not sure it exist
and i love it
