I've long been told that timing was everything. Yet somehow my timing in love and life in general really was always a bit off; always attuned to some unknown rhythm that I seemingly had no control over.  My life glanced from one city to the next constantly affixed to the path of another person not suited to me in the least. Somehow after twelve long years I inexplicably mustered the courage to bow out of my undesirable romantic situation.  All the while a boy that I had a brief lip-locked evening with in junior high was untangling himself from a similar scenario. 
Many long years and too many never-ending lonely nights later this boy, now a man, found his way back into my life.  I had long given up on the idea of marital bliss since I had seen more marriages wither than thrive.  I had even grown pretty comfortable with the idea that marriage and monogamy and co-habitating intimately with another human being was clearly unnatural.  These antiquated notions were obviously for the few sad souls left that hadn't heard the news that wedded bliss was an impossibility and an over-romanticized misrepresented falsehood.  Yet underneath my shellac of jaded cynicism there was a sliver of wonder and a sense of adventure that could not be snuffed out by bad experience.  Timing had plans for placing me and a boy in the most unlikely of places at the exact same time. And that is how two of the greenest eyes I've ever seen locked me in when I wasn't expecting it....and I was fourteen again.  And there's nothing in the world more scary and intimidating than jumping into something you don't fully understand. And giving yourself over to something so far off the charts from what you had planned, but man, it is exciting!  I can't wait to get lip-locked with this green-eyed prince every day til the end of the end.