I don’t believe in falling out of love,
Because, if it’s really love,
Even when you want to forget it.
True love stays with you forever –
You hear it in the rain
And feel it in the darkness.
It haunts your memories
And steals your breath
When you hear birds singing
In the stillness of the morning.
You sink in it slowly
While riding your metro train,
Absentmindedly smiling to yourself.
Maybe some people can fall out of love,
But I’ve never been able to.
And I don’t think it’s really possible,
Not if you’ve truly, fully, recklessly loved.
And I have.
– Courtney Bailey
Poem 18 by Courtney Bailey