falling in and out?

Do you think we fall out of love?

We fall in love, we no longer love someone, but do we fall out of love?

I don't think so. I don't think love is a hole.
Something you can fall in and out of.

Rather, I think that if you've ever fallen out of love, then maybe it wasn't love in the first place.
Maybe it was just a multitude of emotions.

There are people out, who think of falling in love as this --
Fall in love with a pretty face.
Fall in love with a hot body.
Fall in love, with everything but real love.

I think, though, that real love isn't this way. It's more like a tree, or a plant.
Or like what I used to say in my crazy Byron moments, like a flower.

To me, real love is always there.
It grows all the more if you take mind of it.

But, it takes work and sacrifice. More than that, it takes --
Constant love and care. Tolerance and acceptance. Giving and taking. Understanding.
More love. More care. Constant patience.
And, more love.

A neglected tree dies, but no one ever says that maybe, the tree wasn't meant to live. Everyone knows why the tree dies. But, for some reason, people say that all the time about their loves.

Our love just flickered and died. I don't know why.
Really?

I don't fall out of love.

Rather, I wait for the right girl to come along and plant that seed in my heart.
And treat the seed with such loving care.

You.

For you, I am willing to put in more than a hundred percent of work, sacrifice, effort, love, and whatever you want and need. This isn't a multitude of emotions.

This is you. The girl whom I've been seeking for. You.

For you, I become so impractical.
For you, I do things I would never ordinarily even consider.
With you, I am so happy.
With you, I feel as if we were, and always are, meant to be.
This is real love, I believe.

I don't fall out of love.
I am in love.
With you. So in love.