Love is like jumping off an airplane, flying thousands of feet above the ground, without a parachute. Free fall. You jump and fall without any assurance that someone would catch you and as you fall, you have to ready yourself to get hurt. That's what happened to me, to us. I fell, he fell. I caught him, he caught me. I got hurt, he got hurt. I love him, he loves me... and that made me believe that somehow... we could happen.All Rights Reserved