I dont have a good title for this
My favorite part of getting to know someone is the beginning.
You know, when you are actually fun.
When you have SO many hilarious stories to tell.
When you’re not really sure if you are crossing a line by saying something- but you say it anyway because you have nothing to lose.
When you honestly don’t know what that person is going to say next.
When you are trying to impress her, fail horribly and laugh about it when she texts you to make fun.
When you’re driving in the car and learn she also knows the words to Bobby Browns “Every Little Step”.
After a while she’s heard all the stories. She knows how you feel about what Britney’s crotch looks like. You know what she is going to say. She expects you to fail at planning romantic nights. You start listening to talk radio together.
And eventhough things are still fun and interesting and pretty much wonderful, they will never be like they were in the very beginning.
June 21st, 2009 at 8:10 pm
I hope you realise it isnt only guys that feel like this!
June 21st, 2009 at 8:32 pm
BUT, as someone who has been with my hubby for 14 1/2 years, I have to say, I would rather be here. I still get butterflies AND I know that if I’m sick, he’s there to take care of me. AND he STILL has interesting stories. I think it’s a matter of finding the RIGHT person.
June 21st, 2009 at 11:41 pm
Plus the beginning is where you get horrendously awkward date stories from.
June 22nd, 2009 at 12:58 am
Somebody just had a Facebook relationship status change!
*giggle*
Seriously, though, there is something so wonderful about those firsts… first kisses, for instance.
June 22nd, 2009 at 1:53 am
I am happy for you Matty Matt.
June 22nd, 2009 at 8:17 am
I hear that, man.
I’ve said similar things. And felt them.
And then found myself in the middle of a long-term relationship and realized, “Shit, yeah, I like THIS part the best.”
June 22nd, 2009 at 9:55 am
I love when I can’t decide what’s better: the post or the comments.
June 22nd, 2009 at 1:53 pm
I far prefer the comfortable stage. The part where someone warns you about the buffet item that has mayo because they know you hate it, where they’re aware that your silence comes from nerves, and that putting on the pink mesh thong in the morning means you’ll be thinking about sex all day. Where they get comfortable enough to tell you they were staring at your boobs on the first date and they wonder aloud how you still smell the same after so many years.
June 22nd, 2009 at 2:48 pm
i love this.
June 22nd, 2009 at 3:48 pm
Like BS, I also far more prefer the comfortable stage, but I must say–something about the early relationship butterflies that you get is so wonderful.
I saw your little status change on facebook, teehee…congrats
June 23rd, 2009 at 4:41 pm
I’m at that point myself and I miss the beginning part. Sooo much…
August 4th, 2009 at 10:42 pm
It is fun to remember the early things, but inevitably it is followed by a slight mourning for their loss.
January 24th, 2011 at 8:44 am
Beautifully written. I’d totally agree..after a while..you begin to lost those innocent moments.
But I suppose it’s also worth it.