I long to fall in your arms

As the wind blows across my face

And I am anchored mid way by gravity

I trust I would return to you 

I wish to fall and break into pieces

Moping as you put me back together

and we'd laugh at my childishness

I would kill for your arms on me 

I want to melt on your shoulders

I want to hear that it would be okay

Even when I already know it would be

It sounds better when you say it

Promise me that you would catch me

Because needles have been placed where cushions should be

Bitterness ambusing where love abode

and emptiness found where nets should stay 

This game is a game of trust

I have been hurt many times before

As I make my way back down to you

Catch me as I know you can