Falling feels like flying till you slam into the ground.

Your kiss tasted like Honey; then you opened your mouth.

Your voice was soft as Dew until you spat out a sound,

'Cause we knew our way around until the Compass flipped South.

'All boys aren't the same',

But _you _are just like the rest.

Your smile reaches your eyes until you're loving me less.

We were weightless in the air but now the Sun's sinking West:

You're shredding parachutes and I can't clean up the Mess,

_But I'm still hungover you._

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(kind of terrible but helped writer's block so it's whatever)