I fell in love like wave crashing
Inevitable and tumbling
Worried I'd be swallowed up.
I broke up like the eye of the hurricane
Not by choice and filled with silence

I fell in love again
This time like soft grains of rice falling into a paper bag
Soft and quiet
It ended as softly as it began
Lying on a carpet staring at a ceiling fan

I fell in love a third time
This time like the first
But this time the storm raged and left it's mark and in its place it grew

The most beautiful life