I’ve commented before on my new relationship theory, and how it is much like licking the red off of a peppermint candy. Every new thing you learn about the other person is one more lick until you’re left with a porous hunk of white sugar. Basically, it still tastes the same, but it’s not quite as exciting as it used to be.
Now that I’m in a new relationship, I find my analogy to be a little bit scary, because I don’t want the “licking” to stop. (Try not to be dirty-minded when you read that.) She’s even warned me on a few occasions that the newness will wear off one day. I’m having too much fun with her to believe that it’s possible not to be as excited to see her.
We’re a disgustingly cute couple. Any day that we don’t spend together, we’re texting or calling just to say we miss each other. I think about her all the time when she’s not by my side (and even when she is). I am always looking forward to the next time I get to see her, and hold her, and smell her hair. (Okay, the smelling might be a little stalker-creepy, but I like her smell. Deal with it.)
Maybe the newness will have to wear off eventually. But what if it doesn’t? What if I never stop looking forward to being with her? Wouldn’t that mean that she’s the One?