Can you remember the last time you felt butterflies when you seen someone? Can you remember the last time you felt utterly comfortable with someone? Can you recall at any time in your life where you felt yourself sitting at the beach in a state of nirvana with another human being? We as human beings like to put deadlines and such on interactions with other people that we engage with everyday only to protect our hearts, minds, and spirits from being broken, shattered, and flung as if merely nothing. But, to put a time line on something with someone that you find yourself doing things for them that you would not normally do for anyone else you have dated before in the past does not make any sense. I sit here staring out of this window wondering if this is what I have been looking for all along. Normally, I had my guards up at a heavy defense, but for some odd reason, I feel no need to do such things with her.
