So there you are. Sitting on what might be an amazing romance between you and a friend. You start the evening easy. He invites you over to his house to do something (say... watch a CES Fireside together). You nervously sit beside him and as the night goes on you find yourself inching closer and closer to him and before you know it his arm is around you and it feels great. When the Fireside's over, you chat, watch youtube videos, and before you know it you've admitted each others' feelings and it's so comfortable. When you finally do go home, he walks with you (arm in arm) in the snow and it's all just wonderful. You are lovedrunk!
But, as with regular drunkenness, there's the hangover. You wake up the next morning and think... well, what next? You still absolutely loved that night and if you had your way you'd relive it over and over again. But now the next time you see him things are gonna be awkward. You're going to try and re-create that splendid night, but it's just not as organic as it used to be. You make small-talk, you even make physical contact, but something's missing. You've gone backwards. I don't understand why you can't just pick up where you left off, but you can't.
At least, that's what it's been in the past. I hope that's not the same this time.
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