Falling Slowly

     It is so funny, I always made fun of the term, falling in love. I used to joke and say it sounds like someone tripped and they fell into something.
     But as life would have it, there is such a thing. It is the rarest thing on this earth. It is the story of two people who met each other. They became best friends. The best friends could confide in each other and talk about anything. Every day they shared their hearts with each other, so much so, that they fell in love with the other one's heart.
      It is about love that transcends everything, time and space, love where time ceases to exist. It is the story of two people who were lucky enough to find each other. Lucky enough to become friends. Lucky enough to fall in love. I am one of those lucky people, thankful that I fell. In love with my best friend.
                                                          Falling Slowly
   

I don't know you
But I want you
All the more for that
Words fall through me
And always fool me
And I can't react
And games that never amount
To more than they're meant
Will play themselves out

Take this sinking boat and point it home
We've still got time
Raise your hopeful voice you have a choice
You'll make it now

Falling slowly, eyes that know me
And I can't go back
Moods that take me and erase me
And I'm painted black
You have suffered enough
And warred with yourself
It's time that you won

Take this sinking boat and point it home
We've still got time
Raise your hopeful voice you have a choice

You've made it now
Falling slowly sing your melody
I'll sing it loud

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