//it bothers me deeply how the sensations of experience become dulled through desensitizing
repetition. the first bite of ice cream is the one that always tastes the best. each
spoonful thereafter is gradually more bland than the last, which means that even soul
mates can end up hating each other. i don't want good things to wear off like that.
that's why i'm scared of falling in love now. i don't want the magic to slowly dissolve.
the best way not to lose something is
never to have it, right?
//
-- bobby