Fallen

It wasn't my fault that I fell for you,
you tripped me.
with your voice,
your eyes,
your lips,
your existence.

I'm looking at your picture,
you look so perfect,
maybe to perfect.

You will be mine soon.
In heaven or a perfect world
- both don't exist.

If I just got a chance,
I know you would love me
and we would last forever.

But... I don't know.
Maybe it's for the best
that you have never really known me.