falling-in-love

Undeniable chemistry and horrific timing. They love each other.

Falling in love is a wonderfully terrifying sensation.

I didn't know his age or how he liked his tea, I was wearing a terrible coat and I was drunk as a stoat - but this moment felt like it. The one I'd been waiting patiently for since I was a little girl. I'd worked so hard, for so long, at being ok with being single, but all of the things I'd told myself about independence were disappearing rapidly into the cold night. Right now, he felt like the only person who mattered in the whole world.

Hon, falling in love is easy. Staying in love is the tough part." ~Faith Barnett from Texas Tangle

it__ a terrible feeling when you first fall in love. your mind gets completely taken over, you can__ function properly anymore. the world turns into a dream place, nothing seems real. you forget your keys, no one seems to be talking English and even if they are you don__ care as you can__ hear what they__e saying anyway, and it doesn__ matter since your not really there. things you cared about before don__ seem to matter anymore and things you didn__ think you cared about suddenly do. I must become a brilliant cook, I don__ want to waste time seeing my friends when I could be with him, I feel no sympathy for all those people in India killed by an earthquake last night; what is the matter with me? It__ a kind of hell, but you feel like your in heaven.even your body goes out of control, you can__ eat, you don__ sleep properly, your legs turn to jelly as your not sure where the floor is anymore. you have butterflies permanently, not only in your tummy but all over your body - your hands, your shoulders, your chest, your eyes everything__ just a jangling mess of nerve endings tingling with fire. it makes you feel so alive. and yet its like being suffocated, you don__ seem to be able to see or hear anything real anymore, its like people are speaking to you through treacle, and so you stay in your cosy place with him, the place that only you two understand. occasionally your forced to come up for air by your biggest enemy, Real Life, so you do the minimum then head back down under your love blanket for more, knowing it__ uncomfortable but compulsory.and then, once you think you__e got him, the panic sets in. what if he goes off me? what if I blow it, say the wrong thing? what if he meets someone better than me? Prettier, thinner, funnier, more like him? who doesn__ bite there nails? perhaps he doesn__ feel the same, maybe this is all in my head and this is just a quick fling for him. why did I tell him that stupid story about not owning up that I knew who spilt the ink on the teachers bag and so everyone was punished for it? does he think I'm a liar? what if I'm not very good at that blow job thing and he__ just being patient with me? he says he loves me; yes, well, we can all say words, can__ we? perhaps he__ just being polite.of course you do your best to keep all this to yourself, you don__ want him to think you're a neurotic nutcase, but now when he__ away doing Real Life it__ agony, your mind won__ leave you alone, it tortures you and examines your every moment spent together, pointing out how stupid you__e been to allow yourself to get this carried away, how insane you are to imagine someone would feel like that about you. dad did his best to reassure me, but nothing he said made a difference - it was like I wanted to see Simon, but didn__ want him to see me.

I was at Gatwick and I was a mess: breathlessly excited, horribly nervous and hoping, praying, that this might be it. That the man who was belted up preparing for touchdown would be the man I would spend the next sixty years picking up from airports, missing him, loving him, feeding him and, all things going well, having a fair bit of sex with him.

Don't you understand? I want to spend my life with you. I want you to be there when I go to bed at night and when I wake up in the morning.

Falling in love doesn't always lead to heartbreak, honey. With the right man, it can be a one-way ticket to paradise.

In short, I ran away. I was about to fall in love. Aside from being opposed to getting involved with a guy, I'm a dried-up old man, just like he said. He's too dazzling to be with me. He's beyond me.

It__ hard to say how it happens. How all of the bits of me _ even the broken ones _ start to tumble. I think it__ my toes that go first. Next _ my legs and the hallow spaces behind my ribs. And then my arms all the way down through my wrist bones to the tips of my fingers. My lips part and I realize that this is what it feels like to fall.

It__ like my entire conscious state has been reduced to this toxic blend of hope and uncertainty. I hate that I have to act cool and almost pretend I don__ like him when in fact I do, because, God forbid, I might come across as desperate for affection or a little clingy, which everyone should know are perfectly natural human behaviors, after all. Ugh!

You deserve to be with somebody, who knows you're the one, from that very first moment he lays eyes on you. Do I believe in love at first sight? But of course! Love cannot be tamed nor bridled by things like time, circumstance, and logic!

When the time is right, you might right, you might consider telling Theo that you__e been in love with him for a long time now._ Lucy sniffed. __nd I__ supposed to do this without Milk Duds? As if!_ Doris laughed. __ou know, being true to yourself takes courage, Lucy. Great joy always requires great risk, and even effort._ __eah. OK. But I__e always been more of a drive-through person.

So what are you doing around here?" I ask, feeling all jittery, but this time it's in a good way."Oh, I was just in the area." he says vaguely. "I thought I'd take Welly for a walk..." He trails off and stuffs his hands in his pockets. Those butterflies are going crazy in there.

Her stomach lurches. She fancies him sooo much - she is powerless to resist. How can she possibly? She knows it's wrong: he has a girlfriend - he lives with her, for goodness' sake - and what they're doing is unfair, cruel. She is not sure what he's said to his girlfriend to wangle a night away and she doesn't want to know. She would hate it if it was done to her - she has never seen herself as the kind of girl who would steal another woman's man. She and Anna have always been most disapproving about women who do that, arguing through college and beyond that there are plenty of available men out there, that it is quite unnecessary to go for those already spoken for. But she has liked Simon since day one, and he is the one who initiated this whole thing. He is the one who blew her away with a clandestine kiss just a week ago, who asked if he could come back and stay at hers afterwards; he is the one who doubtless made unconvincing excuses when he returned home the next day. And it only took that single night to open this Pandora's box of mutual passion, being together was far, far better than it should have been, were it only a one-night stand. Karen senses that he really likes her.

Jessica walked away from Aaron and Ken, flashing them both a big smile. They were both very attractive _ she had dated each of them a number of times. In fact, not too long ago she had contemplated falling in love with Ken for lack of anything better to do.

I loved you before I even knew the name for it. Everyday I'd sit beside you, inhaling your scent, looking at your beautiful face. Every night, dreaming about you. You eclipsed everything else. It was you. Always you.

I fell in love with you because there was a mischief in your eyes.