I will fall where I lean

A look at you can make me feel deliriously happy. But in my morbid mind, second thoughts will inadvertently surface. One part of me questions why I feel so happy, the other would agree but insist on the fact that it will not last.

Like it never has.

And so once this kicks off, reasons by we'd never work out start to appear and with each passing moment, I find myself feeling sadder.

At the end in my head, the verdict has been given: we won't last.

& it's back to square one.