(am i jinxing myself?
safety seems to signal
you to make it fall.

your silences speak
harsher than yourwords.
tell me the truth.

crushing hopes like
berries, leaving you stained
and still smelling sweetly.

i beg you.
don’t raise me this high
so you can watch me fall further.

and this deja vu
feeling that i can not stand for any longer
is taking over. don’t let it.)

ask me the meaning of this.