a girl can dream

When we fall, what is it exactly that we fall for? Do we fall for the idea of love, the spark between two souls, or do we fall for hands? mind? heart? Do we fall for a face, or is it the look in their eyes?

Maybe we fall for every single part.

But when I fall I’d like it to be straight into you, into all the nooks and crannies of your mind, right into the space you’ve reserved for me in your heart all this time.

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