Relationships can't be described - at least not in any detail, and not if they're made of real substance. The moment two people connect is the moment words lose ground, and life takes on a new level of quality. Whether driven by Love, bonded through Friendship, covered in Hate, or simplified as Acquaintance, the complexities of interaction don't play favourites.
It's partly their emotional nature, partly their diversity, but ultimately, what makes the portrayal of Relationships so fluid and abstract is their intricacy. If you think you understand their 'whys', don't be funny, you don't, you can't, no one can, and that's why Relationships are so beautiful (and ugly and painful and perfect).
I could go into great detail about NickName origin stories, the Romantic-Comedy movie we've lived, the way my personality hugs hers, but sometimes less is more. Kerry and I met, danced the dance, moved in close to play house, and are now building up our own fairytale happiness with each day that passes.
Don't worry about standard rules, Relationship Do's-and-Dont's, or what the movies tell you - sometimes love just does its own thing:
[from the email history of Jack Webb's sent messages]
Hi Kerrykins,
Today is May 4th, meaning that if we were Elephants and had made special Elephant love on our first date, and we had created a perfect little Preemie Elephantini, that we would be introducing our own little undersized Dumbo into the world today. The truly beautiful thing is that had we been Elephants, and decided to create Elephantini Tinny life on August 4th of 2009, it would have been perfect, because right now, today, I wouldn’t want to have a little Elephant with anyone else.
Happy 21 months my Love. Je t'aime beaucoup Kéri.
Xoxo
John
Next up is the Elephant Anniversary - 22months of togetherness matching the gestation period of the beautiful beast. Welcome to the thoughts of my inner nerd. See also the 9month Baby Anniversary (that's a human baby, not to be confused with the elephant baby or the premature elephant infant)... like I said, sometimes love just does its own thing.
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