Sometimes it’s the small things
The beat
The moment
The suspension of attention
When a screen is more interesting than you
When the laugh is somehow disconnected
The look is skips a beat and no longer lingers
When the fondness is still there but distracted
And those small things
Combined with a name
A glance at the wrong moment
Hold your breath
Feel the kiss
And then the truth

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Falling fast

When you get sucked in
You fall too fast…
Not knowing, just grasping at life and tripping into love
Happy and oblivious to the depth
The depth of your feelings, your love
A rush, a lightness, a gleeful intoxication
It crawls under your skin, into your heart
Rock solid grasp