Poetry

Landing

“I fell in love, but you didn’t love me back.
And I knew the fall would kill me.”

Standing at the edge of a cliff called Love is a scary place to be. It’s the knowing that you could fall at any second. And when you do, you don’t know what will be there when you land. If that love isn’t returned, what will you see waiting for you? Will you hit water? Fall into flame? And on the way down, you realize it doesn’t matter. Because the landing will probably kill you first.

© Sarah Doughty

Though falling in love with someone
that doesn’t love you back won’t kill you,
it hurts like hell. So be kind to yourself.
Pick yourself up and keep going.
The right one is out there waiting.

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