People fall in,
They fall out,
And yet they never learn
That falling in
Is supposed to give butterflies,
While falling out, ashes.
And that’s all there is to it –
A series of falling in and out,
Of broken hearts and reconciliations,
Of tamed lives and false hopes;
That people are meant to be together
They are not people if they are not,
And no matter what you do,
You will fall nevertheless,
If you choose to jump off the cliff.
Then you keep repeating the whole cycle
Until there are no spokes left.
In the finality of it all,
We all become – the fallen.