I’m not interested in falling in love. It seems so…accidental. Like when someone takes a step forward but misses something important so they fell. Fell right into love like they didn’t even mean to. I’m not interested in falling in love. I read some powerful words that said any fool could fall in love. Just like any one person can trip over something they missed. And I don’t wanna be a fool who falls right into love. Naw, I wanna be intentional. I want love to be intentional. I want to walk right into love. Maybe even stroll right into love like walking through the park in autumn, watching the leaves gradually change colors, taking in every moment, every nuance, every thing that should be cherished as it comes. That’s what I want to do. To Love like I Mean To. Cuz I Do.