Falling in love is correctly named. You trip and you stumble over your feet and then you’re falling faster than you ever thought possible and you’re terrified because you never prepared for it. You’re heart has it’s own mind and your mind doesn’t know it’s own. Everything is twisted and you’re doing things you never thought you would, for reasons you don’t know why. Maybe the reasons are because you drown in their eyes when you see them, or bite your lip because thinking of them puts you on cloud nine. Maybe the way they hold your hand makes your legs melt. Love is a drug and when you’re under its clutches you’re unaware of its capacity.