L.O.V.E Poem by Madenzie Case and

Its as easy as breathing
But hard like a rock
I’ll fall from a cliff,
not knowing how much it would hurt
I spin faster and faster while I fall,
Laughing and crying with joy
But when I hit the waves is the hardest part of all
I have scars from this, but I do not show.
I’m not showing my true self.
What is it? You ask?
The pain?
The happiness?
what is this thing we call love?
Its all the things I’ve listed above
If this thing is real at all?
how do you find it?
and how do you break your fall?
I leave this poem open ended, for anyone to read
Find your own meaning
But once you find the secret
please tell us we’re all dying to know.