Fall

If only I was better with words 

I would’ve told you how my heart still drops 

every time I hear your name. 

Like a sudden fall in the temperature 

as if the ghost of our memories 

just entered the room. 

Or the instant tumble of the rollercoaster 

from the highest high to numbing gloom. 

Except here I am 

Spewing letters after letters

And sentences after sentences.

The words, though, never seem to bring you back. 

-Pratz 

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