Its a crime to fall in love. Isn’t it? It hurts more than can possibly imagine. The greatest crime. Love. I wish i was still fallen. But he didn’t come to pick me up so eventually i got up myself. Bruised, tattered, and alone I rose up, but will I ever really be able to fall again?
Once upon a time, there was a boy I met. By summer’s end, I had fallen for him so completely and totally, there was no getting out of it. I knew that he was the one. The end.
i have fallen for a boy that will never fall for me. it’s annoying, really. this always happens. If one day it doesn’t, i will be shocked. but until that happens, i will sit here waiting for him to take notice.
I have fallen more than five feet deep. I am actually 5’8, but that is irrelevant. I have fallen millions of miles. And the best part is there are millions of miles left to go. I don’t know when I’ll finish falling, and I don’t want to. That’s the beauty of forever.
He’s mine forever, and I’m his.
fallen from the top of the world into the depths of nothing, yet i did not fall i was thrown from the top, how wicked was the thrower, how simple was i?
flows does the water along the curves of your navel and i think i may explode into a mighty blast like gravel. oh, cant you just come a little closer? Wont you just end the torture? some say people look better from afar, but I’d rather see who you really are.
I have fallen from the graces of the high elves… an outcast. A disgrace. I am no longer the mystical being of power I once was… stripped of my power and abilities, I am mortal, I am vulnerable, and I have fallen.
He looked at the bird on the ground and cocked his head before looking back up at her with a confused look on her face. “Why isn’t the bird moving?” he asked innocently.
She bent down to inspect the fallen bird, unsure what to say.
Hopelessly fallen, I’m falling down over and over again, all it takes a boy with a sweet voice, but the hardest part is bringing myself back up after the fall. I’ve fallen so hard this time and I’m afraid of the day where I have to pick myself back up.
She thought she had fallen way deep in this well but she realized that if you go down there is always a way to get back up. She forced herself up and started climbing back up, slowly but surely. Her hands hurt, her legs hurt, her head, her fingers, even her heart – but it was okay because she knew that after the pain came liberation.
detached myself from the poison i used to carry. cutting myself off from the darkness i found comfort in. i find myself letting go from the life that used to kill me, and falling deep into a new kind of light, and i’m letting gravity take me down.
How the human race has fallen, so far from grace. We simply move to quick to think. We are the fallen, no matter your religion. Just take a look around you and simply watch, you’ll see what i mean.
She thought she had fallen deep in the well but what she didn’t know is that there is always a way to get back up. So she fixed herself up and tried climbing back up again; there was a positive side to falling… it was the fact that you had to force yourself to get up. Her hands hurt and were starting to swell. Her chest hurt and was starting to swell. Her fingers hurt, her head hurt, even her heart hurt, but she told herself the hurt would bring her out of this place.
I have fallen into a strange state of depression, but it’s not quite that. Sometimes I think I’m just being dramatic, but other times I think I’m just avoiding the truth.
People often times use the term “falling in love” to express a feeling of utter submission to another, but those words are not enough. When you find someone who makes you feel like everday is an adventure, you’ve been tossed into the clouds, shown the beauty of returning morning light, crossed a sea of insecurity…
It happened accidentally
Never intentionally
It grew secretly, behind closed doors
Inside brief messages
Even in the absence
Against everything she once thought
She had fallen in love with him
I have fallen into a strange state of depression, but it’s not quite that. Sometimes I think I’m just being dramatic, but other times I think I’m just avoiding the truth.
I think of all the time I’ve spent with you, where we honestly didn’t have time. Being together was infinity, until the day I confessed my feelings for you and you told me I was too late. So I sat in the shower and cried, letting my tears fall down the drain, feeling like the agony lasted forever. I had fallen for you, and you had already gotten up and walked away.
If I hadn’t fallen in seventh grade, into a patch of poison ivy, I wouldn’t have left school, found another one, made it to the ivy league, went down south, and fallen in love.
I’ve fallen for you.
Falling in love is like
Stumbling
Clumsily, unknowingly
Completely unaware of the
Cliff
Before I realize the danger
I’ve tripped
And it’s too late for me
“Christ,” he moaned, feeling aroud the edge of the ditch for his glasses.
“You called?” Jeremey said from somewhere by his foot.
“Don’t even start. The last thing we need is a smiting. I think the keys have fallen into that pipe, but check if they’re down there with you.”
down the rabbit hole. she wondered wherre she was and suddenly laughed at how ridiculous it all was. she MUST have been dreaming. im in her head rolling my eyes at such a thought. youre seeing it, so you must believe it.
The tree fell in the forest on top of another tree on top of another tree… The ghosts of all the fallen trees that made up the ground and its nourishment welcomed it as the storm continued to rage around it.
i am a fallen person who needs a savior every moment of every day of my entire life. I do not believe that from birth we are perfect, i believe we are born into a fallen world and that i need that redemption.nothing less.
I don’t know why I have just fallen. I was walking along and then there I was – on the ground with my knees bleeding. Oh well, I guess I could have risen – that would have been too weird. I mean who rises? I could still be going up!
She watched the star fall in a straight line down from the heavens. She wondered where it came from, how far away it had traveled before it pierced the earth’s atmosphere.
I’ve fallen and I can’t get up – help! Why is it that the people in those commercials always fall RIGHT ON the word help? Maybe they should stop keeping those giant rogue letters around their houses – it would minimize the risk of these freakish injuries, right?? Seriously. Common sense. Hmm… Fallen angels… Have you ever read Calvin and Hobbes? Where Susie makes all the snow angels and Calvin and Hobbes are talking about all the angels that fell in her yard? “God must’ve been punting angels left and right… I bet they’re all related to her.”
i’ve fallen and i can’t get up! all senior citizens should have life alert. creepy old ladies in electric wheelchairs and men that don’t look old enough to be married to them. dear god stop those commercials.
I don’t distinctly remember when I first fell out of my childish innocence. Despite my mom’s cancer diagnosis when I was around six, I didn’t change immediately. The magnitude of the responsibility that was to be placed upon me came slowly, seeping in bit by bit until, at some point, the free-spirited and carefree child I used to be vanished forever.
Ever wondered what happens when love ends? You feel like you’ve fallen. Fallen so low that there is no up. But the truth is, you were in the sky. Always remember, as Gaiman once wrote, sometimes when you fall, you fly. Fly, fly, and fly. Do not fall.
i just hadn’t realized what just happened. she just fell, like an angel who wings just stopped working. but she fell in such peace, no flailing no worry. just her blurred body falling with arms spread, watching as my one true love fell, she looked like she was weeping with a smile. as she passed me it felt like it started to rain. it was the tears of both of us combining in a link of souls.
one day i had just fallen,not from the sky just from where i thought i had been. one day i was just so stable and the next i just realized i had fallen, fallen from a pedestal i put myself on, working and worked on. so where am i now? a falling infinity just creeping upon death or a new beginning falling onto the shoulders of fate.
I have fallen so far from the grave, and it’s taking so long to hit the place, where I think I may belong. I have fallen so far from things I just can’t say, I can’t explain, and it’s so hard to be alive during this time when I have fallen so far, and am going to fall more.
Its a crime to fall in love. Isn’t it? It hurts more than can possibly imagine. The greatest crime. Love. I wish i was still fallen. But he didn’t come to pick me up so eventually i got up myself. Bruised, tattered, and alone I rose up, but will I ever really be able to fall again?
Once upon a time, there was a boy I met. By summer’s end, I had fallen for him so completely and totally, there was no getting out of it. I knew that he was the one. The end.
i have fallen for a boy that will never fall for me. it’s annoying, really. this always happens. If one day it doesn’t, i will be shocked. but until that happens, i will sit here waiting for him to take notice.
I have fallen more than five feet deep. I am actually 5’8, but that is irrelevant. I have fallen millions of miles. And the best part is there are millions of miles left to go. I don’t know when I’ll finish falling, and I don’t want to. That’s the beauty of forever.
He’s mine forever, and I’m his.
fallen from the top of the world into the depths of nothing, yet i did not fall i was thrown from the top, how wicked was the thrower, how simple was i?
I’ve fallen into a slump. Same old, same old. Its hard to get out of these. I could use a hand.
i can’t tell the difference between love and pain, but i know I’ve fallen far like the rain.
flows does the water along the curves of your navel and i think i may explode into a mighty blast like gravel. oh, cant you just come a little closer? Wont you just end the torture? some say people look better from afar, but I’d rather see who you really are.
I have fallen from the graces of the high elves… an outcast. A disgrace. I am no longer the mystical being of power I once was… stripped of my power and abilities, I am mortal, I am vulnerable, and I have fallen.
He looked at the bird on the ground and cocked his head before looking back up at her with a confused look on her face. “Why isn’t the bird moving?” he asked innocently.
She bent down to inspect the fallen bird, unsure what to say.
Hopelessly fallen, I’m falling down over and over again, all it takes a boy with a sweet voice, but the hardest part is bringing myself back up after the fall. I’ve fallen so hard this time and I’m afraid of the day where I have to pick myself back up.
She thought she had fallen way deep in this well but she realized that if you go down there is always a way to get back up. She forced herself up and started climbing back up, slowly but surely. Her hands hurt, her legs hurt, her head, her fingers, even her heart – but it was okay because she knew that after the pain came liberation.
detached myself from the poison i used to carry. cutting myself off from the darkness i found comfort in. i find myself letting go from the life that used to kill me, and falling deep into a new kind of light, and i’m letting gravity take me down.
How the human race has fallen, so far from grace. We simply move to quick to think. We are the fallen, no matter your religion. Just take a look around you and simply watch, you’ll see what i mean.
She thought she had fallen deep in the well but what she didn’t know is that there is always a way to get back up. So she fixed herself up and tried climbing back up again; there was a positive side to falling… it was the fact that you had to force yourself to get up. Her hands hurt and were starting to swell. Her chest hurt and was starting to swell. Her fingers hurt, her head hurt, even her heart hurt, but she told herself the hurt would bring her out of this place.
I have fallen into a strange state of depression, but it’s not quite that. Sometimes I think I’m just being dramatic, but other times I think I’m just avoiding the truth.
like an angel tumbling from grace never to sip the ambrosia again
People often times use the term “falling in love” to express a feeling of utter submission to another, but those words are not enough. When you find someone who makes you feel like everday is an adventure, you’ve been tossed into the clouds, shown the beauty of returning morning light, crossed a sea of insecurity…
It happened accidentally
Never intentionally
It grew secretly, behind closed doors
Inside brief messages
Even in the absence
Against everything she once thought
She had fallen in love with him
I have fallen into a strange state of depression, but it’s not quite that. Sometimes I think I’m just being dramatic, but other times I think I’m just avoiding the truth.
I think of all the time I’ve spent with you, where we honestly didn’t have time. Being together was infinity, until the day I confessed my feelings for you and you told me I was too late. So I sat in the shower and cried, letting my tears fall down the drain, feeling like the agony lasted forever. I had fallen for you, and you had already gotten up and walked away.
she gets up
brushes off her knees
wipes away her tears
you’ve pushed her down
so far down
for once she’s fallen
but at least she’s trying
to pick herself back up
If I hadn’t fallen in seventh grade, into a patch of poison ivy, I wouldn’t have left school, found another one, made it to the ivy league, went down south, and fallen in love.
I’ve fallen for you.
Falling in love is like
Stumbling
Clumsily, unknowingly
Completely unaware of the
Cliff
Before I realize the danger
I’ve tripped
And it’s too late for me
“Christ,” he moaned, feeling aroud the edge of the ditch for his glasses.
“You called?” Jeremey said from somewhere by his foot.
“Don’t even start. The last thing we need is a smiting. I think the keys have fallen into that pipe, but check if they’re down there with you.”
there is no god. to believe in such a thing is like believing in unicorns.
down the rabbit hole. she wondered wherre she was and suddenly laughed at how ridiculous it all was. she MUST have been dreaming. im in her head rolling my eyes at such a thought. youre seeing it, so you must believe it.
The tree fell in the forest on top of another tree on top of another tree… The ghosts of all the fallen trees that made up the ground and its nourishment welcomed it as the storm continued to rage around it.
i am a fallen person who needs a savior every moment of every day of my entire life. I do not believe that from birth we are perfect, i believe we are born into a fallen world and that i need that redemption.nothing less.
I don’t know why I have just fallen. I was walking along and then there I was – on the ground with my knees bleeding. Oh well, I guess I could have risen – that would have been too weird. I mean who rises? I could still be going up!
“I’ve got it! ‘And I can’t get up!’ That’s the closer. It has punch. It has emphasis. It has moxie!”
She watched the star fall in a straight line down from the heavens. She wondered where it came from, how far away it had traveled before it pierced the earth’s atmosphere.
I’ve fallen and I can’t get up – help! Why is it that the people in those commercials always fall RIGHT ON the word help? Maybe they should stop keeping those giant rogue letters around their houses – it would minimize the risk of these freakish injuries, right?? Seriously. Common sense. Hmm… Fallen angels… Have you ever read Calvin and Hobbes? Where Susie makes all the snow angels and Calvin and Hobbes are talking about all the angels that fell in her yard? “God must’ve been punting angels left and right… I bet they’re all related to her.”
i’ve fallen and i can’t get up! all senior citizens should have life alert. creepy old ladies in electric wheelchairs and men that don’t look old enough to be married to them. dear god stop those commercials.
I don’t distinctly remember when I first fell out of my childish innocence. Despite my mom’s cancer diagnosis when I was around six, I didn’t change immediately. The magnitude of the responsibility that was to be placed upon me came slowly, seeping in bit by bit until, at some point, the free-spirited and carefree child I used to be vanished forever.
angel. someone’s not doing ok, (s)he’s down, long gone…
Ever wondered what happens when love ends? You feel like you’ve fallen. Fallen so low that there is no up. But the truth is, you were in the sky. Always remember, as Gaiman once wrote, sometimes when you fall, you fly. Fly, fly, and fly. Do not fall.
i just hadn’t realized what just happened. she just fell, like an angel who wings just stopped working. but she fell in such peace, no flailing no worry. just her blurred body falling with arms spread, watching as my one true love fell, she looked like she was weeping with a smile. as she passed me it felt like it started to rain. it was the tears of both of us combining in a link of souls.
one day i had just fallen,not from the sky just from where i thought i had been. one day i was just so stable and the next i just realized i had fallen, fallen from a pedestal i put myself on, working and worked on. so where am i now? a falling infinity just creeping upon death or a new beginning falling onto the shoulders of fate.
I have fallen so far from the grave, and it’s taking so long to hit the place, where I think I may belong. I have fallen so far from things I just can’t say, I can’t explain, and it’s so hard to be alive during this time when I have fallen so far, and am going to fall more.