Moving On.
For at least the second ten to twenty years of our lives (if not more), we torment ourselves over breakups and makeups, lost and unrequited loves, lust after people just out of (our) reach, and envy the rare few who make it appear easy during our initial (and latter) double digit life processes (our teens & adulthood), and maybe even divorce. Until the day we don't, when we meet someone who makes the preceding relationships and non-relationships seem like rehearsals for the storm before the calm, when life and romance settle into something tangible and real, sensible and permanent, the part at the end of the movie where things really do work out after the closing credits and tissues are reserved for happiness. Enjoy!
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