There are different things people fall in love with. Like a person or the rain or the aspect of love itself. I've never been in love but I fall for it. Like when you watch fireflies in the country. Bright flashes of perfection. Fleeting, yet they trick your eyes for a few milliseconds making the flash burn your mind for a few more moments. When it's really late they aren't dancing in the grass anymore, they move to the trees where you will never be able to reach them. But why do they go that high? They must live in the trees right ? Or are they just lost stars finally making their way back up to join the heavens? I watch them and fall in love with each flash.  I watch them and wish I was able to capture a heart like they do.