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This is a time of firsts.

It’s exhilarating but also strange ground. Some things I’m okay with having experienced but feel no need to repeat. Some things are so delicious that no amount of resolve is enough to keep hold of our senses. I don’t know what to make of those. He still amazes me everyday.

This physical experience baffles me, I don’t understand how he does it. So much about him throws me off balance. Like the way he looks at me and busts out with a flippant romantic comment or a goofy boyism. Magnetizing in a way, I can’t pull away.

He allows me to be vulnerable but that terrifies my literal self! I am; it is who I am. I love to play with words.

Am I running out of words to describe this? Just hit the repeat button. Every day won’t always be New, but there’re miles to go until then, and in any case- who says?

We’ll cross that bridge when we get to it, yes? I think this path might take us there. But, to utilize another cliché- let’s not put the cart before the horse! So many moments I’ve yet to record…

Like this one:

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I don’t know when I recognized how much I love to watch him discover me. His pleasure was something I did not understand…