You've Got No Ups, Just Downs

You fall,
for his voice,
his eyes,
his smile.

You're falling,
for his mind,
his charm,
his heart.

You even fall,
for his lines,
his games,
the truth untold.

You're always falling,
until one day,
you'll find yourself so high up,
no one can touch you.

Not even his lies.

The End

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