Cliché Love Thing

I keep floating down the spiral

Towards my predictable end

But while it doesn't come

Can you help me not to bend?

It won't cost a thing

Just let me follow you

Even if you're going through hell

Or the ocean's deepest blue

If you can't make it to the end

Or get tired along the way

Lay your head upon my lap

And we'll make an easier stay

These words aren't hollow

Like my creativity

They may sound meaningless

But they're not

I may sound fake and cliché-like

But I'm not

-I'm just in love having a fragile and vulnerable heart