It's extraordinary 

How hard I fell for him 

It's funny 

That a week ago I was writing about falling in love

And now i'm writing about trying to pick myself up. 

You see, I didn't fall like a pebble, I rather fell like a leaf. 

Slowly reaching the point where I wasn't falling anymore. Just in. In love. 

My leaf had dwindled into a puddle, and it had no way of getting out. 

Now you walk without me and I keep stumbling over my feet. 

Now i'm not falling in love, i'm only falling apart. 

I havent learned how to get over you yet.

It was stupid to think i'd never have to. 

I feel my hand on top of my other and remember how yours felt. 

So now i'm tying my shoelaces and standing up. 

I'm bucking my heels 

So I can dance with myself. 

And i'm learning to forget you, because you never learned my language.