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Falling... Falling... Too bad people didn’t fall in love at the same pace, at the same time, for the same reasons, and too bad those emotions didn’t move simultaneously. But each act of madness moved at its own pace, one not dependent on the pace of anyone else. It wasn’t like tandem skydiving, where you were connected as you fell, where you were forced to fall at the same rate and use the same parachute. Falling in love was a solo act. I knew that, had learned that the hard way. You just jumped and hoped your parachute opened. Sometimes you looked up and saw you were falling by yourself, the object of your desire still on the plane, not interested in jumping, watching you descend into that scary place alone.  "Men need to hunt. She obviously understands this. She’s offering herself as prey. Not easy prey. But willing.” |
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I've never parachuted literally, but goodness knows my heart has taken that plunge many times.....
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Thanks for artistic black n white photo added to post to make it a visual point.
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Very appropriate pic. It wasn't here when I initially posted, but I love it. 
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I fall in love occasionally. Sometimes I have company, sometimes I don't. It hasn't stopped me in the past. I don't think it will in the future. This is a very insightful post.  
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