It's slightly
amusing to think that the
most wonderful experience possible is defined as "Falling."
Harking back to fallen angels, maybe. That's the only thing I can think of...which doesn't make much sense either, now that I think of it, because the love that you give me and I give you is what saved me from my little personal raincloud.
Love at first sight. Cynics deny it - which means I did, too, once upon a time. I think I loved you when I first saw you. I can't remember when I fell, but I love it down here.
I wouldn't change it for anything.