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So many times, I've seen it go
Seen the path it leaves behind,
But I must be blind,
Because still I follow in it's wake.

They say it's the best feeling,
When it comes, when you find it.
But come on, what about after?
How do they know how that feels?

It's said that in it's true form,
However, that there is no after,
There is no emptiness, no betrayal,
No coldness, no loneliness.

And even knowing all this,
Saying all these words,
I find it funny,
That I still fall for it.

It's a weird thing...
Love

25

Coming back down to reality,
Everything screaming past,
Too fast for my eyes to see
It's all just a blur to me now.

I collide with solid truth,
The impact shatters my mind,
Tiny small pieces,
What can stick them together again?

Looking around, watching them stare,
What is so different about me,
Another who has fallen from high,
Like so many before.

Walking home, nothing but my shadow,
Is beside me here,
It was different before...but how,
How and why?

Everything slows down,
No longer a blur,
My mind no longer in pieces,
Everyone has stopped staring,
No longer alone,
Back to normal.

Thankyou sanity.