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Taco Bell, a Three-Legged Dog, and the Simplicity of Love Lauren Canaday
Maybe sometimes it happens when the crescent moon kisses the sea-covered horizon, the breeze caressing your fairytale faces in that opportune instant. Maybe sometimes it happens when music saunters past with clandestine objectives, and two pairs of lonely eyes become diamonds as they meet across the room. And I guess sometimes it happens when some divinely beautiful good girl happens upon some changeable, pleasantly cunning, bad boy, as they fall in love and revolutionize their lives. On the other hand, I know that sometimes it happens in a dorm room smelling of burnt Kraft Mac n’ Cheese, an empty Taco Bell with sopping, gray floors, a small-town merry-go-round where nearby a three-legged dog barked, and a dim room and a scary movie where nothing else mattered but the fact that you had grabbed my hand for the very first time. Now I know that sometimes there is not some great change that sweeps over one’s entire life. Sometimes there is no vast moment
when you realize what exactly is occurring. Sometimes it just feels like a part of you is now fully realized, and all you want to do is hear this unexpected love before you talk about that embarrassing moment when he puked in science class, laughing more than you ever have, cheeks sore from your permanent smile. Sometimes, it seems, not much changes when you fall in love- you only, together, become better at being you.
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