Foolish. Naïve. Crazy.
My friends have been engraving those words in my mind for months now since I told them about you. They asked, “How can you love someone you haven’t seen.” I smiled and answered, “How can I not?”
They said loving you is like walking slowly towards a deadly cliff. Once I fall, I am dead. They have a point. Matter of fact, this love is definitely unexpected. Unplanned. Damned.
But I told them if death will feel this sweet and this good, then I’ll run faster towards the cliff and fall. Cause you are my heart’s solitary suicide. I am afraid no more.
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In response to Monday Morning Melts #5: “One Sweet Love” – Sara Bareilles. This is a prompt I am co-hosting with my dear friend Jade!
I will catch-up replying, commenting and reading soon. ❤ Miss you my darlings. ❤