Love is like falling face first, while your hands are full

In the beginning you're thinking,
"oh my God, this can't be happening"
Your mind racing, frantically jumping from one thing to another trying to find a salutation

But as you fall, there's a single precious moment where you know you've completely lost control.

In that moment you can live for near eternity

Weightlessly drifting toward the earth, knowing full well that what comes next is going hurt like hell

And there's really nothing you can do to stop it