when something wonderful is happening,
you notice the small details like time and the way his laugh skips a beat on his hurried breath
As time goes on, the newness of what was wonderful is gradually slipping away
instead you start to see things in a way you never did before
like the way he talks about his sister, with a twinkle in his eye
or when you hear his phone go off, but he doesn't check it because you're telling a story
"her voice is getting loud again.. and now with the corny jokes? she's something else
and you know he's only putting up with you because
it's worth it

and it's wonderful again