There’s something to be said about those early moments - the getting to know you moments between two people. Not just the first kiss…although an important milestone, it’s not nearly as crucial as the first time you walk through a street fair together. The first time you sit in a park or the first time you dance by the river. It’s about the first time being in his element, the first time being in yours, and the first time being on mutually foreign territory. All the while navigating earthly events, you’re learning his movements, his tendencies, his flaws. It’s the matching of this new physical being that’s breathing in front of you to the abstract soul you swear you’ve always known. Those are the moments that create.
But sometimes it doesn't match up, and you’re left with the heartache of breaking up with the street fair and the park and the dancing. You reluctantly give up the hope that his movements and tendencies and flaws could be good for you, because although happy, you can’t ignore the discrepancy they’ve revealed. You move on a little dazed from your whirlwind of early moments, but better because of them.
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