I fall,
I trip and stumble.
I lose
my balance,
my grip on the rail.
I slip
on the wet pavement,
the crumbled
concrete
of what I've built.
i'm on my way down,
but out of nowhere,
on soft
wings,
you catch me,
and give me reason
to keep going.
I begin to believe
that love is possible,
yet again.
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