I will fall in love
stumble through the motions
in short days of summer
and long nights on the telephone
in harmonious, vacant breathes
  which will fill the air, with a suffocating elapse
-more like a dream
foggy thoughts and irrational behavior
and in love, I will live a thousand lives
smile a hundred smiles
cry blue tears- no red
that pierce my heart to bleed
time cut short, memories blurred
and love is bout a dream

but why?
After all the holes I've avoided throughout life,
why did I have to fall in love?