I remember that at that time, I woke up every day full of anticipation, and my heart was like a bouncing deer, ready to rush out at any time.
That's because with you, my world started to change and I started to pay attention to details that I never paid attention to—like the coffee brands you like, the "um" you often use, and the curvature of the smile in the corners of your eyes.
The days when we first met were like opening a new book, both exciting and nervous. I don't know much about you, I just know that you smile as warm as spring, and the voice of your voice can reassure me.
At that time, we were cautious in every conversation, for fear of touching each other's bottom line, and our hearts beat faster every time we met, afraid that our performance would not be good enough.
But it is this kind of half-understanding that gives me unlimited imagination. I would fantasize about what our future would look like at night, imagining going to the beach with you, watching the sunrise together, and experiencing all the romance I could think of together. Whenever these images flashed through my mind, I would laugh out loud and suddenly realize that it might all be wishful thinking on my part.
Perhaps it was this urge to get to know you that it was that time so precious. I began to observe your every move, trying to read from it your character, your preferences. I remember you don't like foods that are too sweet, I remember you have an allergy to cats, I remember the sparkle in your eyes when you talk about things you like.
The beautiful thing is that over time, we really started to get to know each other gradually. Those initial conjectures and assumptions, some have been confirmed, some have been disproved, but all this is so interesting and worth cherishing. Every time I discover a new side of you, my heart beats extra fast, as if I was on a treasure hunt.
Looking back now, the best times were indeed those days when we first met. Although there are unknowns and hesitations, there are also infinite possibilities and beautiful visions for the future.
That feeling of longing to get to know each other is like a driving force that keeps us closer until we become an integral part of each other's lives.
Maybe the later days are deeper and more real, but there is no longer the throbbing and expectation of the first acquaintance. It is a special sweetness, which only belongs to the unique feeling when we first know each other and know each other deeply.
Today, even though we have gone through many springs, summers, autumns and winters, even though we have known each other well, I still miss those days, because they were the beginning of our story, beautiful and precious.