Tuesday, October 11, 2016
Falling In Autumn
Even though logic screamed from the tiny cage she kept locked
in the dark lair of her mind
that laying on a grenade would hurt a million times less
than being in love with him,
she couldn't help it.
Giving him an unparalleled access to wreck her entirely,
she wanted him.
It didn't matter how she had him in her life,
she had him,
and that was the only knowledge that her heart would accept.
Friends.
His kiss was not that of a friend.
The fire in his eyes when he looked at her from across the room
was something that she'd never seen before
and it hit her square in the chest like a deer in headlights.
So what if it was falling that she was afraid of?
She was fine with hiding from commitment
convincing each other that they were just friends.
She learned to ignore how she couldn't ignore
the way that the curve of his smile made her chest ache.
How her brain lit up at the sound of his hello.
He learned how to connect her freckles like constellations
and how his touch caused her to simultaneously catch fire and relax.
And they found peace in each other's inner chaos.
All the while pretending they weren't falling like leaves in October.
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