Falling in love is almost inevitable. Staying there you surely would need something credible. Love is not the sunscreen to the scorching rays of heartbreaks and pain. It is the complexion of sacrifice fear and pain cannot conceal. If you fell out of it, you'd know the end is worth falling in love again! Love is not absence of pain it is a muslce we work out. It is not magical, it is deliberate! Falling in love is like meeting someone you like for the first time, choosing to keep them as a friend is considering all the actualities and possibilities against all odds is knowing that love is deliberate to survive! Falling in love is no more than a metaphor for a successful silent manifesto. The decision to vote is affected by what the candidate decides to say. The preelection is dating. The term of office is courtship. After the presidency now marriage is all the benefits of dating and courtship without having to make anymore impressions. For your service will determine your end. Falling love is like sky diving the first time. You know the risks. Despite the fear you jump. No not that kind of jump🙈. You jump eyes and arms wide open. Every force of air interacts with your body to keep afloat. You shake a bit and need a little help here and there. But you remember the training you got. The ground looks so beautiful. The fast heart beat is calm. You're alone, but you know you're not. Everything and anything is possible after this. The fun always looks like it's about to end. The ground gets close, this is it! You pull your parachute to ease your landing. From here you focus on the mark which is your end. How you land will determine whether you will do this again....and because you now know how. You can do it eyes closed. Such is with love there is trust! It is daring despite the fear....despite the distance. The future is clear, you see the mark! It's like learning to ride a bike and falling at the same time, regardless the size and without a helmet you keep going back and trying. The scars are evidence that this is not a feeling it is destiny. The odds suggest you quit, you understand the quest is not to impress them but to nourish your character. Once you have it. You don't loose it. You may fall again, but you remember how you overcame it....secrets to turning dating to marriage and keeping it alive....love fails not! Lastly for those that don't have bikes but own a horse. Wild horses are hard to tame. No whip can tame a horse better than a horse whisperer. All rage disappears at a gentle stroke of it's jaw. A hug as though to assume the horse had a soul weakens it's rage to obedience and submission at the command of gentleness and kindness. Even under such radical change there can be only one rider. The tamer! Such is with true love it tames the wildest heart and gives it to no other apart to it's whisperer. It never stops loving if it's not galloping it's trotting. Love overcomes all and is patient. It reasons even to the wildest of hearts....