Why do fools fall in love?

Do they crave love like a narcotic? Love so sweet, so pleasurable, but yet known to make some psychotic, love can bring joy to the broken, and still inflict pain that can scar so deep that people forbid the word to be spoken, oh love, my sweet love, we plead to the lord above to provide that one, to think I've found my Johnny B. Goode, would make me chuckle berry much just the Midas touch, love so pure, yet so hard to endure, why do you love? Do you love to give or love to gain? Does your love bring joy or pain? Do you love to listen to love songs and watch the trees dance in the breeze of the rain? Why do fools fall in love? Frankie don't "Ly mon", I just hope my love falls into the hands of the right "mon" -Nyoami Morningstar!