You know what you want. You know what you like. You know what you’re looking for.
Well, you think you do. Then someone comes along and challenges everything you thought you knew. It’s then that you realize that what you were searching for is based solely on what you have found. You’ve spent your life raving about OK because you’ve never experienced great.
And so far, they’re great. Their body, their soul, their humor, their wit, their wisdom. The way they sound. The way your skin tingles when they touch you, if only to hold your hand. It all feels like little gifts.
They open up a side of you that you knew existed but kept locked away. You become a sparkling mixture of excitement and terror. Hearing from them brings a silly smile to your face. Silence turns butterflies into knots. You’re waiting for signs that it’s OK to be yourself and to be as good to them as you ache to be.
Memories of your time together loop through your brain and weave in and out of daydreams about what might come to pass.
Suddenly, you freeze up. The questions begin to swirl in your head. Do they like you? Are you one of many? One of two? Are they ready? Are you ready if they are? Are you ready to hear they’re not? Is it too soon to feel the way you do? You realize you’re vulnerable. You’re running full speed ahead all the while thinking it’s safer to turn back. You don’t want to tempt fate and suffer another heartache, but God, they are worth the risk.
The way they look at you. The way they make you feel. It’s like nothing you have felt before, or at least not in a long, long time. You wonder if they ever think of you all the while trying to keep your own mind occupied. It’s not normal to think of someone this much, is it?
You have so much you’d like to say to them but decide to stay silent. You’re afraid. They seem both sure and unsure. The ground is shaky. You could run for cover but decide to simply hold onto your hopes and pray you don’t fall flat on your face.
And if you do, you’ll still be grateful for your time together. You know something they don’t: in the course of a few months, they have already changed everything. You’re better off just having known them.













































