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Love and Growing Up

The electricity. The tension of wondering if they even know who you are, and the thrill of the fleeting moment when your eyes meet. The longing, the magic and wonder that overwhelms your entire body as you dream of what may be… what could happen. The power, the magic that comes from that kiss that you’ve been wanting and dreaming of for weeks. The way certain songs could make you feel, the meaning they could take. The hope of what could be and how amazing it all will be… someday. 

… is there a particular age when this all disappears? I want to know the specific day and time that love loses it’s magic. If I knew that, then I could warn my little brothers and sisters. Not every kiss is going to create fireworks. Not every touch will send a thrill through your entire body. Not everyone falls into love. Love isn’t a cliff you dive off from, falling in a whirlwind of sensations and magic. 

Yet… in a way, it’d be cruel to burst that bubble. I would hate to become the mean lady to killed the dreams of every kid 13 and up around me. How else do you get through the horrors of middle school without those amazing and all-consuming first loves and crushes? What would high school be without all the ups and downs and unneeded drama of dating? 

so I guess it’s best that they don’t know… they we don’t know the specifics of when the magic dies. It’s better to embrace it fully, believing that it is the reality… the way love feels forever and ever. 

No one wants to think at 15 that they are going to end up 25 and in a relationship that is lonely, easy to fake, and decisively unmagical. 

 

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