It’s an interesting dynamic we have, you and I.  So much chemistry sometimes, so much fun…laughs, conversation, affection…effortless.  Comfortable, like a favorite sweatshirt.

Then, what happens?  The next time we talk, its more like a dialogue between two distant cousins…awkward silences, as though we’ve run out of things to say.  How could that be, when just days ago – hours really – we couldn’t stop talking, laughing, touching.  How does that happen?