Love.
There's a reason why they say falling and not flying, or even gracefully floating down a cliff and landing safely and happily in love.
In the end someone, if not both of you will get hurt.
Picture this, a boy and a girl meet at the young age of sixteen, Boy and girl grow up, Stay together, have kids. they're soulmates, together forever. that is until one day the girl now a woman aged sixty eight, wakes up to find the boy, her husband, her soulmate laying dead next to her. He's died in his sleep, heart failure. She's still alive. her kids have their own family's now and never visit, she's completely alone. She'll never love anyone the same way again. She continues living life depressed and lonely until she dies at eighty.
So why do we do it?
Why do we let ourselves get hurt?
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Falling
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