Before it could start it ended
It was before it could find a home
Now am roaming in the streets of my mind
clothed in curiosity, wondering questioning myself.
How do the waves of love flow?
How does the motion of love move?
Blown by the sea breeze I stumbled
And found myself falling in love.
I fell but no one caught me
Landed on the ground
And suddenly it clicked
It was just a fling.
Shattered into pieces I had to smile
Led on I had to cool off
Scattered mind
I had to gather my thoughts.
Goosebumps accompanied by tears
I welcomed back my senses
Then I realized
I was not supposed to catch feelings.