You imagine the sparks from his soft lips on yours. The slow building passion, the pleasure from “just kissing”, but the aching for more. The flutter in your heart as he tightened his grip lowering his hands to the small of your back and pulling you in closer. How in that very moment, the world seized to exists and you suddenly understood standing there in the sand, what everyone always meant when they said “the best things in life are free.”
But it will never work with this guy. For reasons even you don’t completely understand. And so you’re faced with a choice. Do you continue with guy number two? The perfect one with whom you’re so comfortable with, the one who will be up for any adventure, whose kindness is endearing. Do you go on pretending that comfort will make up for the lack of passion…Or do you wait? Do you wait alone knowing that passion is out there. Because you’ve learned that it’s possible to forget to breathe when someone walks into the room, that you once has someone who called you out on your mistakes, and challenged you, and made you want to be a better person. It sounds easier to just wait, doesn’t it? But truth is in those solo moments it almost becomes unbearable...Will it come, was it just a onetime thing? In stubbornly waiting will you have miss out on a chance to own prime suburban real estate?
It all comes down to comfort or passion? Is it possible to have both? And if it isn’t which and how do you choose?
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