The free fall of love is a blinding affair. Feeling the rush of the air and the sound of the wind churning all around you, one wouldn’t think it could be the most terrifying of endeavors. Facing skyward leaves you in uncontrollable bliss, believing there’s no limit to what you can and cannot handle, but everyone looks down eventually, and the ground is closer than it may seem. It feels like years when you’re fluttering to your demise, the sound of your body hitting the floor doesn’t cross your mind as a possibility. You may reach your destination sooner than expected, so enjoy the rush and embrace the crash, or you just may make it out alive. The lonely walk home finds lovers lost in the woods, forever forgotten by the one that pushed them out of the plane just a moment ago.