On Falling…

I was asked a funny question today by a certain someone about why and how someone could fall in love. My answer, my only answer was in relation to this person. I jokingly said I might blog about it. Well, it was no joke really. It got me to thinking of my own feelings about love in general, about all that has gone before, and about them Why do we fall in love? One might as well ask why we exist. Why the moon follows the sun, why the sea draws at the heart.

In regards to her though it is more of a question of how could I not. Everything about her draws me in. It began as these things often do with a small gesture. And from that simple moment it grew, changes, and blossomed into something more. I can describe her. She is smart and beautiful. She makes me smile. she makes me laugh. She can be driven, and serious, and grouchy, and grumpy. But in the end she is simply who she is. That is all she needs to be. That is all I want her to be. How could I want more?

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