Falling

Falling without anyone to catch me,

This is my worst habit,

One I need to change soon.

I fall easily and fast,

Never do I fully recover.

I am not the kind of person,

Who loves one person one day,

And another the next.

I tend to never stop loving,

That special person.

My heart becomes split,

Into sections,

That are ever changing.

Imagine loving someone,

But they could never love you back,

Especially not in the eyes of society.

Imagine falling for someone,

Who just lets you fall.

Imagine feeling a piece of you,

Torn out on a regular basis,

Not every day,

But too often for comfort or health.

The feeling of loss,

Taking control.