Falling

Life is not orderly.  No matter how we try to make life so, right in the middle of it we die, lose a leg, fall in love, drop a jar of applesauce.

~ Natalie Goldberg

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I don't know if I believe in falling in love.  Water falls.  Toddlers fall down.  Leaves fall.  Snow falls.  Actually all of these things are because of gravity.  Gravity is an indisputable truth, right?  It just is.  We can't control it - not really.  We can defy it, but it exists and eventually it will come back into play even if we hop or jump on a trampoline or ride on a rollercoaster.  Gravity is not a choice.

Love, on the other hand, is it an invisible force?  Something that just is whether we understand it or not?  Do we make it happen or does it happen to us?  The American Heritage Dictionary defines gravity as: "The natural force of attraction exerted by a celestial body, such as Earth, upon objects at or near its surface, tending to draw them toward the center of the body."

Edit this slightly and you get: The natural force of attraction exerted by a body upon another body near it, tending to draw the second body toward the first body.

I don't know that you fall into love.  I'm not convinced that love and gravity are all that similar.  I do think that gravity and lust are a lot alike.  Maybe you fall into lust. 

I'm pretty sure you work into love.