it’s hard to stay standing when your whole foundation is crumbling


when that thing under your feet that’s helped you stay upright gets pulled out from under you like an old stained rug


when you lose your sounding board


your back up plan when everything else goes wrong


it’s like someone pushed you out of an airplane and cut your parachute


free falling with no one but yourself to land on


like a puppet without strings


or piano without any of the black keys


still functional but the beauty behind the music is gone


so I guess I’ll have to rewrite the melody


make it a solo instead of a duet


find a way to be my own gravity


my own net under the tightrope


I’ve been falling for you for 4 years now, but I guess it’s my turn to catch