I no longer fall for chiseled jaws
and crystal blue eyes
and perfect hairlines
I no longer fall for love
I fall for things
that would make me stand up prouder
prouder than I can ever be
When done alone
About the Creator
T. Licht
I have a love for words and a love to share them.
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