There has to be a moment at the beginning where you wonder whether youre in love with the person or in love with the feeling of love itself. If the moment doesnt pass thats ityoure done. And if the moment does pass it never goes that far. It stands in the distance ready for whenever you want it back. Sometimes its even there when you thought you were searching for something else like an escape route or your lovers face.
Our love was covered in fur yet I was the only one who wanted to pet it.