she fell in love with the way the city lights up at night
she fell in love with midnight drives over highways
she fell in love with constellations
she fell in love with busy streets and driving shotgun for hours
she fell in love with urban vibes felt when she's with her friends
she fell in love with traveling and adventuring
she fell in love with the way inspiration hit her reckless like lightning
she fell in love with the idea of what's unknown and what's yet to discover
she fell in love with old book pages and cups of tea
she fell in love with the freedom felt of coming home late
she fell in love with concerts and music festivals
she fell in love with the solitude company of the beach
she fell in love with the complication of one's line of thoughts
she fell in love with the idea of running away
and decided to fall further;
she fell in love with life
she fell in love with thoughts and emotions
she fell in love with all things secular and worldly
she fell in love with all things set above and beyond
she fell in love with the idea of feeling infinite
she fell in love with the idea of love
yet one thing she fails to fall in love with; is herself
(i.t)
