Falling in love is nothing but fatal.
Vulnerability can't help but be expressed
And the doors of pain are always welcoming residents.
What is the drive to do so?
What is the goal?
Why the persistence?
Why the latching on?
Fear is destined to come.
Insecurities left and right.
So why try? Why feel? Why love?
"Why fall in love when you can't handle the burden of carrying another heart?"
"Its quite a weight!" I say "but the weight feels almost natural, like breathing, walking, talking, laughing, and smiling."
"You're a fool"
"Everyone who falls in love is"