Love is confusion; deliriously delicious.  Running across the highest high wire, we end up falling endlessly. It  happens once. Agape is possible twice or more... only Eros  happens once in a lifetime. Romantic bliss is innocence, innocence that cannot be duplicated. Bliss that blinds the owner of your heart. The burn consumes, missing deeply when it fades yet lingers in memories forever, never allowing true freedom. Love can leave you broken when you hit the ground. Coming to,  you try to lift yourself up.... only to find him in every song, in every picture, in every laugh. Sometimes love catches you when you fall, 50 years later embracing out of memories, attachment unbreakable. Passing within weeks of each other out of sheer heartache..
When you fall it is completely.