Love is like bubble gum. Chewing bubble gum is like falling in love. You just can't pop it into your mouth and expect to blow a bubble. Oh... it tastes real sweet from the very first mouth watering chew but you have to take your time and soften it up really well. The sweetness gives way to elasticity as you patiently chew and chew... testing it, stretching it... being careful not to rush it so as to not accidentally spit it out. You quickly learn to breathe from your heart and not your lungs as the first bubble resists to form. When the sugary taste is all but gone you finally master the texture that's left. You enjoy watching how just a gentle pressure from your tongue... the pucker of your lips and a lot of practice causes that membrane of pink to emerge from your mouth... over and over, bigger and bigger.
You dig it so much that even when it breaks... flies back and snags on your nose... it's all good.
Maybe I'm just being silly.
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