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February 4, 2012
I can see it, this falling in love that he describes.

It's so easy to jump into a brand new fantasy. I love fresh relationships. All shiny and flawless, they are absolutely tantalizing. I love the chase; to be the elusive prize; to be finally caught and wooed.

I can see the future he wants, but he doesn't want me. Not really. He wants the wild and unattainable creature he glimpsed in a lonely desert. He wants to tame me but will hate my domestication.

So desirable, the forbidden fruit. But the price is high, and the taste is sour