Is a rush inside
up and down and then again so high…
and you just can’t stop
not when you want to
just when it decides to.
that’s why people say
“to fall” that’s how it feels
like falling into a hole
and you can’t escape at all.
What a complicated, yet easy thing
what a magical place,
is dark and light
is sweet but kind of bitter in a while,
it hurts but you can’t live without it.
Nobody wants to suffer,
but you always prefer to be hurt
than existing without knowing what it is…
to not know what’s going on,
to not be able to resist it,
to feel the way you do now,
when you are in love,
to keep trying until you get there,
to love and be loved in return,
all the greatness, all at once.