Falling

The best days start off early
Never midway, never gently setting in,
But entering with a violent rush
Instantaneously the nausea sets in
Nerves snapping like sparklers
Butterflies eating me from the inside
Haven't felt this scared in so long
Haven't felt this safe in so long
To be held in your arms
Its almost more than I can bare
A kiss, a painful heaven
A perfection I know I can't keep
My heart beats
My shoulders shake
You make me go crazy
So please, let me hold your hand?


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