ferrydust

You give me that look that’s like laughing with liquid in your mouth—like you’re choosing between choking and spitting it all out.
Like you’re trying to fight gravity on a planet that insists that love is like falling, and falling is like this.

Feels like reckless driving when we’re talking… it’s fun while it lasts, and it’s faster than walking.
But no one’s going to sympathize when we crash—they’ll say you hit what you head for, you get what you ask.
And we’ll say we didn’t know.. no we didn’t even try…
One minute there was road beneath us, and the next, just sky…..

I’m sorry I can’t help you. I cannot keep you safe. I’m sorry I can’t help myself, so don’t look at me that way…
We, we can’t fight gravity on a planet that insists that love is like falling, and falling is like this.
...Its like this…