When gravity strikes hard...

Falling...
Hate and love the word. It is fearsome; it seems ruthless.
It makes your body numb and your heart beat faster.
It makes you ache and long to hold on to someone.
It is uncertain; you are scared of its impact.

On one hand, it makes you brave; you are helpless yet you let go...
... on and on... and on... until you hit the ground.
You fear but you do not concede.
You submit trusting only your instincts.

Do we choose to fall? Do we dive right in?

Falling...
It is liberating -- that sense of unguardedness.
It is exciting; it makes your heart skip that million drumbeats.
The feeling is worse than being drugged; stronger than valium.

It is sad though. Once you fall there is no turning back.
There is no taking back the pain, the hurt... that feeling of breaking into pieces.
Learn to endure.