Then there was the connection, and the sparks. The beginning, and the middle. Ups and downs. Intensity. Day in and out, jokes, a few fights and make ups.
There was a peak, and then it just seemed to wear off. More fights and less make ups. Dissapointment and misunderstanding.
And then it was nothing. Absence. Evaluation and distant memory. Sensitivity over the smallest reminders and fresh wound.
But then there was time. And everything felt okay at last. No frets and grimace. There was realization and acceptance. Content.
And finally all's left was just a sweet memory. / /