Falling in love with you is like surfing. You get into it not knowing how long it will last, not knowing if you’re going to fuck up and fall right in the middle of it. It’s exciting and it doesn’t require extensive calculation and thought. You fall into it and hope you can ride the wave out to the end.
Falling in love with you is like running downhill. You can stop. You should probably slow down before you trip over yourself and fall. But the wind feels great, the speed is exhilarating, and you just can’t bring yourself to put an end to this.
You are a thunderstorm and I find myself dancing in the rain. You blew all the sense out of me. We are jumping off a cliff and leaving behind our thoughts. There’s no more space for anything else in my mind, in my heart and…
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