Love is a Cloud.Sometimes we see through them,Sometimes they bring upon rain.Sometimes they bring upon storms,Sometimes they're big and puffy.Sometimes they're wispy and faded,They're always high in the sky,They're always passing us by,they come in different colors and shapes.Sometimes they help us.Sometimes they hurt us,We may not be caught by the, But who can say they lived Without being caught by a cloud After falling Falling fast Falling In Love?