Meditations on Falling Into Love and Holes

Love is a difficult subject for me to write about. To be honest, that isn’t really because its some troubling, extremely emotional topic for me, it is just because love as a subject in writing is so overused. Love is the subject for virtually any piece in any artistic medium, and though I’ve seen it result in some seriously incredible work most of the majority is complete shit. Even the very best pieces are usually a completely innacurate portrayal of the emotion in question. Love is like every human emotion in the sense that it can’t be accurately recorded since it is way to complex for our inaqeudate brains to capture. As I said though, some of the attempts I’ve seen written or composed about love have been the best ever made there are just too many others on the same subject for me to feel comfortable writing about it.

Personally, I don’t see myself fit to write about it.

(This sentence you’re reading now took me 20 minutes to write)

Though, for very different reasons, I find myself writing things I probably shouldn’t be comfortable with on a regular basis. So I’ll start.

I like this illusion that falling in love always involves two people. It’s true that every time people fall in love, in involves another person, but the term ‘always’ makes it sound like it lasts forever. It doesn’t. If it did, I imagine the world would be very docile and probably more quiet.

I see it involving two people up until a point. At one point or another, the two people will step up to a gigantic hole (which is probably circular in shape).
“Close your eyes,” one of them will say to the other.
You do it and you jump in with your eyes closed.
Then, its like there’s no gravity. You think this isn’t a hole, because you’ve been falling for so long in such a dark place you can’t even tell you’re falling anymore. This feeling of no longer falling and no longer standing, you begin to realize, is love. Of course, you love it. It’s amazing.
By the time you feel the need to open your eyes, you find the hole so dark you can’t tell if the other person is actually in it with you. If you try to say something and find that you’re actually in there alone, the universe will instantly shift so as to bring you to the bottom of the hole. You know the universe, and you know the universe isn’t just going grab you by the shoulders and lightly bring you down the bottom of the hole. It’s going to let you continue to fall at the freefall speed you forgot you had, and completley destroy your entire fucking body.
And you’re going to be there, completley broken in a pool of yourself, absolutely alone.

I don’t know if you’ve ever seen a person fall for a long amount of time, but by the time they reach their destination, it will take them a LONG time to heal themselves and that’s off of the bizarre chance that it doesn’t just outright kill them. Even if they did manage to heal themselves, they are still going to be stuck at the bottom of this godforsaken hole. Depending on how long they’d have been falling in the hole or how intense the gravity was, it is most likely far too deep for them to climb out of with average human strength.

Also, depending on the stupidity of the human, they may actually begin to dig deeper into the hole as a means of getting out of it. This is very common however, such a long fall almost always results in brain damage at the least.

Every once in a while there may be somebody looking down into the hole, offering help. Though it greatly varies from person to person, it usually takes many people to get a single person out of such a deep hole.
To be honest, I’m not sure if it ever happens.