I begin to wonder why we fall in love.
Is it really a trend to break our souls and expect another to kiss our wounds?
Why do we fall in love—is it to learn how to heal or just to have a story to tell?
We all fell when we were children; we learned how to walk and run better.

So why do we fall in love if we are always going to stay broken?
Why don’t we grow in love, nurture the heart yet to be intertwined,
So we can bloom together?