When you go skydiving your mindset is what either makes you enjoy the experience or hate it, same with love. When you get on the plane the journey up is the either the most exciting part of the worst, just like love. Then the door opens and you realize this is going to happen, you look out and see death below and you dont wanna jump but thats what you came here to do, just like love.
You jump and you are floating, at that moment you finally know the scary part was the jump not the fall, just like love. Now the falling is unpredictable, the only thing keeping you alive is that parachute but if you pull it too soon you won’t enjoy the fall as much, but if you pull it too late you can get severely injured, just like love.
And if you don’t pull it at all, you would be splatted across the ground, just like love. But if you do it right and land perfectly you have a greater appreciation for the ground, just like love.