poetic

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people always say how when you kiss someone you love there's supposed to be fireworks, and butterflies, and explosions. i don't know if that's true in all cases.

when you kiss a boy you've liked since the beginning of ninth grade at your junior prom, you may feel a few flutters. the world around you may seem as if it's spinning off it's axis and you think this is how it's supposed to be, until you realize it won't last. the butterflies aren't permanent and they never will be.

i believe when you kiss the person you are supposed to be with forever, there's a calmness. a calmness that compares to a mother holding her child for the first time. all angst and worry dissipates immediately and all that remains is that one tiny person.

when you kiss the person you are meant to share your life with, it makes everything else around you irrelevant, and peaceful in the strangest way. the feeling of warmth and protection you don't receive anywhere else.

so i believe when you fall in love with the right person, you share a form of intimacy that doesn't involve fireworks and butterflies, but a reassurance that everything will be alright as long as they are with you. everything will remain at ease in the moments you share together.

passion, yes, there will be passion. but no butterflies and flutters and fuzzy feelings like you had when you kissed that boy in high school... but a peace, a peace only this person can give to you because when you find the right person, that's the way it should be... 

calm, peaceful, intimate, and beautiful.