Allegory of falling in love

Even after everything that fell apart, I may have fallen first, but you must have fallen harder. I'm sorry if the concrete ground hurt so badly; I was supposed to catch you and help lift you up. Things aren't supposed to turn worse, For you and for us. So I promise that when the day comes that you must forget me, I vow not to stop thinking of how everything was supposed to be, When I turn 30 and it's not you I marry.