But it hadn't been the same.
New love never seems to be the same as that first love. Maybe it just doesn't work the same way, maybe it's a matter of chemistry, I can't say for sure. But today, I found myself longing for her. Without realizing the implications of what I doing, I had looked for her, found her, and gone out with her.
It was better than I remember. We're going out this coming weekend if all goes well.