Have you ever fallen in love

Have you ever fallen in love? I mean really in love like you’re sick. No, gently said without much emphasis, yet a coy look at the question. Me neither. When I could I only would if loved in return. Pretend control of love. Act thus. So it is. The fire, the glass, and the moth. The fire light, the glass window, the moth outside. Battering itself. Poor thing.