Lesson Learned

It's funny how a relationship changes over time. When we started out it was all sweetness and light and "oh-my-gawd-I'm-so-in-love-with-you." Our love transcended day-to-day normalcy. It made every day special. We couldn't get enough of each other, physically or emotionally or mentally. We delighted in little surprises and planned for big ones. We made a big production of sexual discovery. Together we bought toys and lubes and sexy underwear for each other.

It was all new to us. We loved it. We reveled in it. We had both been so fucking miserable in our last relationships that we were continually astonished at how good this was.

Then I started noticing we don't really talk. We don't have those long discourses over dinner about the future or the kids or ....

i'll have to come back to this - it's too depressing...