My stomach twists painfully, my heart in my throat;
I find it difficult to breathe.
I feel like I'm falling.

This is not love.
Rather, this is it's aftermath.


I once was falling in love with you;
Been there, done that,
Now I'm simply plummeting.
Painful Reality looms up beneath me,
My parachute of Self-Righteous Anger and Purpose
Shot through with Guilt
That you yourself fire every time you steal a glance at me.