Falling for the first time?

I'm so cool, too bad I'm a loser. :P

It really does feel like I'm falling for the first time. I could reach my hand out and blame the weather, or retract my arms to pull him close. I've got poetry spilling from my wretchedly long fingernails and I can't paint them to cover the noise up. Good feelings spill from my heart and this smile plagues my cheeks because the sky is more blue than it was a few days ago.

Love isn't broken, it's just chipped. Luckily, I keep super-glue handy. You've got to be careful with fixes though, cause if you have someone helping you, they might get stuck, or glue their fingers together. Embarrassment aside, all could go quite well.

On the less cryptic side of the post, I've got a lot of school work to do. Final papers, huge tests and presentations await me beginning next week. Chin up, lady. You've got the will.

Hm, looks like I don't have a witty one-liner for this one. :P