the first taste

theres that moment when you start dating someone or knowing that you want to date them, when you start the talking and the flirting when theres this uncertainty in the air because nothing is really for certain. its like a spark whenever you kiss them, like lighting running thru your body. you dont forget a kiss like that, but its so rare that after it happens its like a dream, it becomes the myth, and you settle into the reality of everything, the day to day kisses that arent quite that magical. and whenever theres a beginning theres an end. and no one sits around reminiscing how magical that breakup was. but theres always that memory, that dream of the beginning and the promise of new beginnings and new magic, but the future is so uncertain, and the older you get the less magical it all becomes, because ur no longer naive enough to just take a chance, to dive in and see where it takes you. life sucks the giddiness right out of you, i just wish i could go back and do it all over again, but ironically if i knew then what i know now, i wouldnt have done any of it. so its a good thing i'm not so keen on time travel, and an even better thing that i'm still naive enough to believe that theres still a little magic left out there with my name on it. and maybe even some magic with all of our names on it.