Hollywood taught us to make grand gestures, they taught as that if we put enough planning and effort into it we’d get the girl and things would all work out.
It’s one of the many ways that Hollywood has set us up to get fucked in the real world.
Thing is things are good for that moment, great even, but when all that dies down what then? It’s like heating up a kettle of water and leaving it to cool down, that your high school sweetheart, or someone you grew up with and lost contact with is always the right choice. Classic American love story, even down to the divorce and alimony payments before the husband cracks and kills his ex-wife. Perfect for a sequel.
You see they never really showed us to look at the smaller parts of the puzzle, that bit by bit the finer points paint a more complete picture of that person.
It’s only when you slow down that you begin to appreciate every facet of their personality. You’d see how they’d cover their mouth and duck down to hide as they laugh, how they’d look into the mirror wishing their eyes or cheeks were smaller, how they’d shake as they climbed that stairs even if they were afraid of heights, and how they’d trust you enough as you held their hand, how they’d sit in a corner lost in thought, then jump up a moment later just as you walk by just to surprise you, how they smile when you remember something about them.
It’s these smaller things that glue you together in the long run, they take more energy and time sure, but when you do find that person every minute seems to fly by and days go by without you noticing.
So take your time, it isn’t the tidal waves that shape coasts but the millions upon millions of smaller waves that break the silence slowly.
You are worth the wait.