Why they call it falling

I guess Lee Ann Womack nailed it when she belted that song out. How many times have we been there? We say we are not going to fall for someone and then out of the blue, one little smile and its all out the window. Before we know what has happened we are picking ourselves up off the floor in pieces. More times that I would like to say, I have been hurt by caring too much.  Even more times than that I have sworn that I would not care and I would be ok with this one. Yet I continue to get hurt and am a friend to many who do the same thing. Is it so bad? I would rather go through life with pain than to live with nothing. Pain reminds me I am alive and that I still care. It is a burden to bare a life lived without emotions. We are creatures of love and compassion. We live our lives trying to be a part of something and more of that time is spent trying to care. We gauge ourselves and others on how they care. We almost set ourselves up to cause and feel pain. Many even try to end things so they are the “hurt” ones just to look better in others eyes. It’s pretty simple for me: I live, I love and I get hurt! I have even told a few that I “was at their mercy” and knew that I would be hurt. Scars are just tattoos with cooler stories. So as we travel down life’s road and get hurt: ask yourself did I cause it? Did I give it my all? Can I live with how I behaved? For you are the one who must live with your choices. It must be a sad lonely existence to never know the sting of loves touch. I welcome the pain for the thought of loving someone will always far out way the pain of it not working!