And I am sorry, I got a little lost in the moment
As far as "how was it?", it was/is great. It is an amazing feeling, both times. Falling in love at 16 and 36 was similar in so many ways, and so different in many others. At 16 we had so many plans and dreams. He was an amazing artist and also helped his father build homes so he drew blue prints to our home. Silly, but sweet. The second time I felt 16 all over again. Nervous, anxious, thought about him non stop. We would text until 3am because we could not get enough of talking to each other, but I had more sense and didn't 'expect' the moon, so to speak.