Falling

I tripped on a rise in the sidewalk when I told my dad about you
Rare is the heartthrob admitted out loud

That momentary stumble

My lips are sealed

Tighter than my heartstrings
Accustomed to scars
Silence is safest

The same street we walked, the same route that takes me to you
I remember the moment every time I pass

That momentary stumble

My lips are sealed

But even concrete cracks

~~~
Laelia Watt
11/19/2015

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