Catch me

That careless nature, not knowing where the feet were going,
Bumping into them without even knowing,
Getting hurt and then cussing on the choices,
Eyes tore up but the mouth made noises,
But someone was always there,
To catch, to hug, to bear,
Without caring what caused the pain,
But it always happened in the same vein…

The one who got hurt was the girl who kept falling,
She just didn’t fall in love, but literally,
The one who caught her was the floor,
Always hugged her but never firmly!

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