She Built Her Wings On The Way Down...

Too bad people don’t fall in love at the same pace, at the same time, for the same reasons, and it’s too bad that those emotions don’t move simultaneously. But instead each bit of madness moves at its own pace, one not dependent on the pace of anyone else. It isn’t like tandem skydiving, where you are connected as you fell, where you are forced to fall at the same rate and use the same parachute. Falling in love is a solo act. I know that, I just learned the hard way. You just jump and hope that your parachute will open. Sometimes, you look up and realize that you were falling by yourself, and the object of your desire is still on the plane, not interested in jumping and instead watching you descend into that scary place alone.

But you have to do it.

Take the chance.

Make the risk.

Leap.

& Maybe he won't follow

or

Maybe he'll surprise you.

Be brave. Be strong.
jump & build your wings.