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I can fall in love with anything,
From
A novel with the last page missing
To
The way the car tires spin on a certain highway,
As my hair flies freely out the window and
My outstretched fingers grasp the wind,
Holding onto nothing and everything
All at once.
Little pieces of my soul get left
Behind
Everywhere I go, for I fall in love with everything
In front
Of me; it’s tiring when every bit of life takes
A bigger piece of you each day but
I like to think that our souls are
Forever embedded into every object we fall in love with,
That we can’t ever really
Die.
I often wish I didn’t feel so
Deeply
About every little thing, but how boring a
Shallow
Life must be; how sad to go through your entire existence
Without falling in love with something or someone -
Frivolous falling and laughter mixed with tears
Is the fuel my soul runs on -
It hurts a lot but sometimes, if you’re lucky, it can be the
Greatest gift you could ever
Receive.
Published by Jasmine Uitto
7 years ago 
