Battle Scars..

Love is a very interesting thing.
We often times walk through fire to gain scars that we can later reflect on for strength.. Our battle scars.
We say things we don't mean and don't say things we wish we would've in times of pain.. and being unable to predict the outcome of any situation, or the thoughts of another.. many times we choose wrong paths, take wrong turns, and find ourselves searching for heros and lighthouses to lead us back to ourselves.
We choose professions and dreams as barely grown children to change them again and again.. as we grow into ourselves and our own purposes.
We love people.. we hurt people.. and in turn suffer the same consequences of the cycle of love.
We try and control the speed of our existence when one thing remains universally constant and consistent: Time.
Just because we sit down on an escalator doesn't mean it stops moving. Just because we don't want to grow up doesn't mean we won't continue to grow old. I read a quote somewhere that said if we did everything that people say will make us live longer... and avoided the things which could potentially shorten our lives a few years... if we walk on egg shells and avoid all danger signs... we wont be living the years that we've been trying to preserve. Ya, maybe we'll live to be 112... lying in a bed... with a blank storybook of a life. We'll have nothing to pass on to our next generations, looking to learn from our mistakes and repeat our adventures.
I believe if we don't learn from the bad in our lives and the lives of those around us.. that we're doing just that.. we're sitting down on our escalator.. we're forfeiting our playing jersey for this tricky game of life and love.

It is said that when an elderly person dies, an entire library burns to the ground. That the life and experiences they've collected, the wisdom they've gained, and the love they shared and felt, will never again have an exact match. Each a unique snowflake of a person, melting one by one, forfeiting their unique design to the life after.
Molly Aggleby is no exception.
Now before i get shot, let me clear something up.... Molly hasn't left us yet, nor does she plan to until she's ready. But the wisdom of this woman, and the stories that lie in the wrinkles of her heart are too precious to let burn to the ground in any future.
Molly lives next door to my grandma and has become an avid reader of 'The Blog You Wish Your Boyfriend Read'.. and along with the stories of the broken hearted.. Molly rang me up to share her library of love with the readers that humor her favorite 21 year old. She wanted her drama, heart break, and happy ending documented before she could no longer remember the stories that turned her hair grey one by one and made her the woman she is today.

Molly put her good faith in me and made me swear over her freshly brewed lemonade and cookies in her plush living room full of memories that i would get this right.

"There's always a calm before a storm.. and always a sigh after one.." she began. "You think you're at the end of your wits and at the full capacity of emotion.. and then burdens are lifted, and sanity appears.."

You see, life's a tricky thing. It tries to see what we're made of at all times, testing us and pushing us to go farther and farther until it sees that we're close to breaking. Then, and only then, at the lowest of lows does it usher in our saviors. Then does life let us taste the good that we've waited through the bad for.

They say that when you live your life the way it was meant to be lived, that you should have no regrets looking back.. Well. in each of Molly's scars she held a regret. Not something she would necessarily change now.. but things that have plagued her mind and heart for years on end. Forgive the brevity of the stories, for she had many..

Molly had a boy at one time in her life, Martin, that she would've given the world to if she could've... she loved and bled for Martin until it almost drove her clinically mad.
Martin was Molly's first love. Her first regret. And her first lesson for my readers.

Even at her ripe age of 83 you can tell that Molly was a grade A dime in her day. She had many boys coming after her heart, but her eyes never saw anyone else. Martin promised her forever.
After giving her heart to Martin for 6 months she decided that she LOVE loved him more than in the way that other 16 year olds loved their boyfriends. Martin went away one weekend, and when he returned she planned on telling him. On his return, Martin confessed that he had cheated on her with her best friend and that they were in love.
Molly then got the first taste of real darkness that she had ever had. At the time she regretted not opening her eyes to the possibility of reality around her while she was lost in her love trance, and had held on to that grudge and hardship through her next relationship. She later.. much later.. realized that this was all a blessing in disguise. When Martin and her ex-best friend got married and divorced, Martin remarrying 3 times, she giggled at her sweet karma and wished him well.

Her lesson for me.. for us.. is that.. things happen.. that are supposed to happen. At the time, they seem like the end of the world as you know it. But someday, you'll look back and giggle with relief that you dodged bullets and got healthy scars to prove you fought hard for your happy ending.

Her second love brought a very different lesson, and a very different regret.
She knew she loved John the second date they went on. Through their deep conversations it became very apparent that saying 'i love you' was just about the biggest deal in the world to John. That he planned on saying it to very few girls in his life. Through out their relationship of a year, John was very back and forth with his feelings. Molly was as patient as she could be and let him run his course. Around 5 months into it, when she felt like she would be lying if she didn't tell him exactly how she felt, she went to him, and told him that she loved him. He said it back hesitantly and she knew he didn't mean it. She immediately asked him to take it back and told him to forget it.. that their love would eventually grow and she was just lost in the moment when she babbled out her forbidden words.
At 8 months they ended their back and forth and decided that they should be friends, because in love they had given it enough time and it didn't feel right.
At 11 months, Molly was facing a serious emotional crisis and went to the aid of her best friend John. While he comforted her through it, and discussed her right out of her misery, she was happy to be with him. As she turned to leave her friend he said, "Ok, well, i love you".
In a family where you didn't walk out the front door, hang up the telephone, or finish a letter without those ritualistic 3 words, she was sure that it had to be a mistake out of habit. that it had just slipped out. His family was the same as hers, he must be dreading saying it and embarrassed. So she ignored it and game him a hug.
"I love you a lot you know" he said again.
Half lost in confusion, and half trying to quickly melt the hard shell she had built around her heart from her first rejection, she convinced herself that again, he meant it as a friend.
She didn't know what to say. She didn't want to be the fool. so she waited.
"I hope you know how much i care about you molly, i know i don't show it as often as i should.." he said with desperate hope.. or pain?.. in his eyes.
"no, i know.. lo-love you too John" she said with a half hearted hug as she scurried off, not sure of what to think.
Left in this stupor, unaware of his intentions of this reckless confession.. she brushed it aside. Positive that it was an accident that he was too embarrassed to correct.
They didn't talk for several weeks, and he started dating another girl. A few months later, they were engaged.
The one mistake that Molly made in their entire relationship, would forever haunt her memory and her conscience. She loved him back, he had to of known that she loved him back, yet, in a moment that she was engulfed in her own fear of previous rejection, still holding on to pain she hadn't forgiven, she lost the man she loved.

Her lesson to us all.. was that love is nothing to be tampered with. At any time.. in any moment or fraction of a second, someone could change their mind and their heart. There are no accidents when it comes to emotion and instinct, and any time you feel them and leave them unspoken you're depriving yourself of possibilities. The fear of rejection and the pain we all hold so dear in our hearts, that we're determined to never let go of, are molehills that keep us from mountains. Never live a day that holds the possibility of creating a ghost that will forever haunt your mind, especially when it comes to love.
For if they do not love you back, you will surely get over it. But if you are ever left wondering- you never will. You owe it to yourself to always love as deeply as your heart desires you to.

Only then, when Molly was mourning her lost sanity, in the fetal position of love, did she find what she was looking for. Only then did life explain her fate to her..

For then she met George.
As this blog comes to a close Molly leaves us with a final lesson... That when it comes to love, we should leave no regrets, and never give in to our own heart ache and fears. That we should truly believe in the fairy tale happy ending and be willing to snatch up a pen and write it ourselves. Molly and George were married 54 years before he left her. And he gave her enough love and memories in those 54 years to last her until the end of her days. George came when she thought she would most likely die alone. That there was no one in the world that she would love more than Martin.. and more than John. George came and swept her off her feet when she had given up on love, and he made her realize that her scars made her compassionate. Her open eyes gave her understanding when people make mistakes that nobody is perfect. Nobody is exempt from reality. Her John gave her the wisdom to never let a day pass that she didn't express the love she felt for those around her. And her George picked up all her pieces and made them into a wonderful masterpiece.

The passing of time is inevitable. However your life is yours for the writing. Don't waste one page, fill each of them with adventures and heart ache. Get as many scars as you can so that when you find your George or Molly, they'll know that you fought hard for them.

Until later..
xoxo
- Callymon

Roses are red.. Bruises are blue..

Roses are red... bruises are blue... I'm glad it's over.. just like all of you.

Congratulations...We made it through yet another year of flowers and candy..awkward encounters with creepy strangers lookin for love.. a 2 hour wait at every restaurant.. and every copy of the notebook off the shelves.. out of the red-box kiosks.. and in every single girls' dvd player.

All the single girls can now start planning their strategy for getting a boyfriend in the next 364 days.. crossing off this year's plan as yet another failed attempt.

All the single guys can now make eye contact with girls again... turn their phones back on... and stop pretending they have a life threatening disease.

Let's face it.. it doesn't matter if you go to love-bashing parties... on BFD's (best friend dates).. girls movie nights drooling over Channing Tatum.. or anything and everything else to try and get your mind off of this day... it's still gonna SUCK if you're single.

Valentines day is a single guy's NIGHTMARE! Unless they're pretty dang sure of the status of whatever is going on in their lives.. they're probably hiding in a hole JUST as deep as the single girls are.. both dateless.. both hating everything in any shade of red.. pink... swirly or heartsy. 

The exception to this Where’s Waldo mentality is the classic hopeless romantic looking to further his relationship quest. If you're one of these hopeless romantic types... you can give a HUGE thank you to society for giving you an entire day that you don't have to explain any over the top cheesy behavior or ridiculous displays of affection. On this day you don't have to "play it cool".. you can take your beginning stage relationship and act as boldly as you dare! To all of you that just dropped MAD cash on roses.. and chocolate.. and stuffed animals.. and limos.. and violin players... on girls you just met..Woo! More power to you. 

If you're in the stage of a relationship where it's still pretty casual.. it could go either way.. to the alter or down the toilet.. and you come upon February 13th.. all the sudden it goes from ...'we'll see how this goes.. we're just hangin out...' to.. 'I DONT KNOW WHAT SHE'S THINKING.. I DONT EVEN KNOW WHAT I'M THINKING!! if i do something for Valentines day.. she'll think I'm in love with her!!! and we don't want that..yet... but if i do NOTHING.. what if she thinks i don't like her at ALL!?!.. i should probably just not talk to her from feb 12 to mayyyybe like late afternoon on the 15th to play it safe.. ya.. we'll go with.. phone off... no contact... and then pretend like it never happened... SOLID! break on three... ready.. BREAK!"

Love is like money... it's AWESOME for those with a never ending supply... and it SUCKS for those that go without.

So while the people in love give a big shout out to the candy and flower industry.. loving themselves even more for picking a winner that stayed by their side regardless of this treacherous day of cheesy facebook posts...

While the single people plan out their gym time tomorrow to compensate for the emotional chocolate binge they're now seriously regretting...

I'd like to give my own shout out to the creators of this holiday for giving 'The Blog You Wish Your Boyfriend Read' a reason to blog about nothing in particular.. other than love itself. It will be more random than other posts... but bear with me. Thank you Valentines day.

These are the Day-After Valentines Day cards that i'm sending to all of you...

To: On the Fencers..

Women have a code. We have a language. We never say what we mean. We might as well be speaking friggin chinese.. because men will never understand us. We're given a book at our 'secret meeting' in the 5th grade that explains how we're meant to run the world but will choose to take a passenger seat in many instances so that people don't catch on to our genius ways and manipulative skills.

We constantly wait for our clueless boyfriends to read between the lines.. get the picture.. get the billboard size hints.. pull their heads out of their butts and 'care' like we want them to.

Girls... i have news for you that could rock your world.

They're a lot more ignorant than we think. They don’t analyze every word they say before they send it wondering how you’re gonna take it. Sometimes they say things that they don’t mean.. they occasionally stumble across things that we take as super offensive.. ON ACCIDENT. Sometimes you just need to take what they say with a grain of salt... take a text exactly as they wrote it. Leave all possible double meanings out of your mind.. stop stressing over his poor grammar.. and leave the decoding to the CIA! Most of the time they don’t mean to make you pull your hair out! They are completely unaware of the fact that you spaced out the time between text messages perfectly.. that you’ve come up with a scientific formula for the perfect balance.. the middle ground somewhere between needy.. cute.. and desperate. 

They don’t know!! 

Their life's work and goals are to 'figure us out'... what the crap is there to figure out?!

flowers + chocolate + 'you're beautiful' + 'i love you' = happiness. duuh.

Guys.. I’m here for you.

In one of my favorite movies of all time.. The Swan Princess.. we reveal a liiiittle bit of this male ignorance..

Derek and Odette grew up together from infancy.. Their parents planned on them getting married and were just WAITING for them to fall in love. When sparks finally flew.. Derek asked Odette to marry him. Being a chick.. she wanted to know why he loved her. In reply to her request.. obviously being the hopeless romantic that he is.. he looked into her eyes and said.. "you're all i've ever wanted... you're beautiful!" In regards to him professing his love...... for her face....... she said "thank you! but what else...?" Being a DUDE. he replies..."what else.. is there?"

Really derek?..? His lovely trusted best friend hits the nail on the head when he tells him... "you should write a book... how to offend women in 5 syllables or less."

Guys have a guy code... that goes something like this..

Don’t scam on your homeboy's chick.. but it happens.

Butt slap in sports game = encouraging..

Butt slap outside of sports game = you're gonna get laid out in about 5 seconds..

Same with holding hands.. during a football kickoff.. its promoting team unity.. anywhere else.. you better WATCH yourself.

and.. if you ever get a girl to crack the girl code.. to explain this crazy phenomenon of 'women-hood' .. you obviously make copies.. and share with the rest of them..

well guys.. helllooooo... its posted on the internet for all y'all to see. you can thank me later.

Trust me. we WANT you to figure us out! we don't WANT the secret to our happiness to be a secret!! we just want to be happy!! 

You have to realize that.. 21st century or not... you guys are the playmakers of the relationship. As much as i absolutely do NOT want to feed into your male egos.. there's only soooo much a chick can do.. even if she's forward.. before she's left sitting at home waiting for you to call.

I know i've blogged before about being completely honest with your feelings.. being BOLD and doing something about your current single predicament... i know all of you roll your eyes and claim you're exactly as single as you want to be.. but hellooo.. guys.. Valentines day is over.. we can continue being honest with ourselves now.... EVERYTHING in the world is better when you're in love. so. 

There comes a time... when a girl.. or guy for that matter... is completely unsure of the intentions of the other person. At this time.. they are looking for ANY sign that this current relationship thing will move forward, before resorting to putting up a big friend-zone wall in fear of being wrong. 

Nobody wants to be the one that cares more.. assumes.. and looks like a fool. 

Do i think that once a guy gives the go ahead, that a girl has to reciprocate this affection? ABSO-freakin-LUTELY! But i'm sorry to say.. again... guys.. no pressure.. but you have the control. You're in the drivers seat here... MAKE SOME FRIGGIN MAGIC HAPPEN so you don't have to spend another Feb. 14th playing halo.. naming body parts and comparing things you can't control.

Nobody can read minds in a relationship, yet everybody tries to. Let's make this a little easier folks.. narrate what's going on inside your head... at least a little bit. If you don't, you will remain on the fence.. in that in-between stage, until the other person can't take the uncertainty.. and they move on. 

Be BOLD..  

Love,

trying to use telepathy to make my phone ring... isn't working out so much. 

To: Those of you looking to seal the deal.... 

After watching the movie 'Crazy Stupid Love'.. I became obsessed with the idea of having a “move”.. a finale.. a cherry on top in a final attempt to make someone fall in love with you.

In the movie.. the lovely Ryan Gosling is asked by the hilarious Emma Stone what his big GRAND move was to 'seal the deal'.. whether her definition is the same as mine.. is irrelevant. Our callymon definition today is the thing that moves a relationship from.. "I have no idea if we're dating other people".. to.. "i love this person. wow. ok. cool. lets DO THIS!" 

When it comes to picking a BIG GRAND MOVE.. you obviously need to play to your strengths... 

If you're not such a good kisser.. and your move.. is to kiss them..? Bad friggin idea. pick something else. 

If you're an excellent cook.. and you choose to make them dinner... bingo! You understand. Have a cookie.

In the movie... his move is to do the dirty dancing lift. He proceeds to lift the chick above his head.. throw her.. and catch her all slowly.. breaking down any doubt she had in her mind. (although i can't imagine much initial doubt... he's ryan gosling.. duh.)  I wouldn't exactly recommend this move.. unless you look like Thor... cuz if you drop the chick from lack of practice.. or lack of biceps.. (no judgement here).. it might make your relationship wander south a little bit... i mean as much as dropping someone on their head says.. 'ok now LOVE ME!'... you may want to make them brownies.

If you have a grand move.. that's great. If NOT... there are little moves that can definitely push you in that "love me" direction.

** JUST so we're clear.. these things are for people looking to seal the deal... if you're not to that point yet.. if you haven't already been dating someone... you probably shouldn't try these.. you'll just look like a creepy stalker. 

An example of a smaller - yet still effective move - is strategic texting. If you text them AT LEAST in the morning and before you go to bed.. they know you're thinking about them when you wake up.. and before you go to sleep. Plus.. any girl that gets a 'good morning beautiful' text.. will melt like butter on a hot roll.. and be eating out of the palm of your hand. 

Basically when it comes to sealing the deal... girls notice everything. So subtle things that show them how much you care about them.. are very much appreciated.. and can go a long way! 

Give them something to journal about.. and you can go right ahead and add a #winning hash-tag on your love life. 

Love, 

A back-hug and holding their hand in public goes a lot further in the love-book than you think

To: The skeptics. 

People have this theory... that when things happen slowly in life .. that they work out better. That if they JUST take their time and purposely slow things down.. there will be a much better outcome than if they let things take their natural course. 

I am one of these people. Or at least i used to be. 

With all the relationships around me down here in Utah County... there are 2 mentalities... you can't possibly be in love with someone until you've dated them for 6 months.. then dropping the L bomb is in the natural vicinity of where it should be... OR... 3 dates..? I LOVE YOU!!!!! 

While thinking to myself.. wow. 

that's it.. wow. 

I have decided to further study this subject and work it all out in my mind. 

What i came up with will be an ENTIRE post in itself.. 

but to sum it up in this lovely Valentine.. 

As things happen... LET THEM HAPPEN!! However fast or slow things happen... don't let opportunities pass just because something is going faster or slower than you anticipated! Go with the flow! Let your heart feel exactly what it wants to!! Have a little faith! and everything will be just fine! 

Whether you fall in love in 2 weeks... or 2 months.. or 24 hours... act on what you feel. You could miss out on something great if you dont! 

Love, 

Love is the best kind of air freshener. 

Another year has come and gone and all we have to show... 

is yet another holiday we missed the mistletoe..

a band-aid for the broken hearts is what i'm here to give

as callymon attempts to change the single lives we live

the holiday of getting fat on chocolate covered tears

and adding one more lonely night to all the previous years..

This day we'll put behind us as the last and final bow

to go find what we're missing.. like rachel in 'the vow'.

Good day my fellow stalkers.. goodnight my distant friends

i hope you've laughed through broken hearts as this blogs at an end. 

Live. laugh. love. and smile :) today is a new day. thank goodness.

Before i sign off... in the spirit of Valentines day.. i'll leave all you love birds on a happy note with my favorite love song i've ever written... (it's a few years old so don't judge it.. ) it's called 'I Found You'..

Enjoy!

Until later..

xoxo

-Callymon

Ps.. the 1 year anniversary post of Callymon.blogspot is coming soon! woo! thanx for reading! 

Red light.. Green light

It's a friday night. You're driving to get Del taco after that date that you didn't eat anything on cuz either.. you're 'one of those chicks' or the head of lettuce and 1/4 lb of cow stuck in your date's teeth literally made you queezy past the point of anorexia. You pull up to a stop sign at the same time as another car.. you both play the stop and go stop and go game.. waving at each other for both of you to go ahead.. cursing their idiot driving under your breath.. wondering if they ever went to drivers ed, when both of you just stop. sharing that awkward moment that everyone's had.. until you finally decide it's your right of way and you proceed... looking in your rearview just as the moron turning left finally pulls out and executes his task. As you shake your head thinking about the guy driving like your Uncle Ned.. You pull up to a round about.. and wake up in a hospital... taco-less.. wondering where that car came from.. wondering if you're ever going to see the car you've had since you were 16 again. Realizing that you didn't yield to the signs in front of you.. thinking you were invincible and your decision was the right one..  all the time wishing that you could go back and look like the safe idiot at the stop sign.

In life, we're given signs and sets of instructions that if followed, will help us get safely from birth to death.. from one end of our lives to the other.. (hopefully pushing death back one day at a time).

"Do not iron clothes on body"

"do NOT blow dry hair in bathtub"

"do not spray windex in eyes" 

all of which make me slightly lose hope in humanity. They should write a book called "LIVING for idiots" where they could include all of these complicated instructions. 

We subconsciously become slaves to the obvious logic attached to the simple signs of our everyday... assuming that others will do the same to keep the world from starting on fire. We learn that when we come to a big red octagon in the street... we're supposed to stop. That at a yellow light.. we punch it. We yield at cross walks and round- abouts. We follow the yellow brick road if we want to get to OZ. 

If you misread a sign and fail to act... you look like the idiot that's just chillin in the turn lane while the green arrow time ticks slowly by. You become that moron that wouldn't follow through at the stop sign while everyone sits there awkwardly waiting for someone to make a move. 

If you misread or disregard a sign and move too quickly.. you can end up in the hospital.. get nailed from the side while you run a red light.. get a mean ticket for running a stop sign.. or end up somewhere you never intended on going. 

With all of these obvious instructions given to us that you're now shaking your head at, you'd think that there would be a standard book of signs and body language for dating by now. I mean really.. if you have to tell someone that their microwave should never be used to dry their pet, and warn them that their hot chocolate is hot.. their knives are sharp.. and water is wet.. you'd think that the things people actually need instructions for would be an obvious choice for warning labels and handbooks. 

Love is a lot like driving.. if you wait to long to execute.. you look like a moron. If you misread signs or completely disregard them and move too quickly.. you look like a moron with a black eye and a now open friday night for the rest of the month. 

If everyone could just simply read the signs, their dating world would survive one more day. 

STOP signs..

With all the games that people play in dating.. some people have 'playing hard to get' down to a system.. it's become an art form they've perfected. While it works and executes a said objective for some people.. people use this realization to stay in denial.. cross over into creeper status.. or just plain not take hints that are thrown in their direction. 

There is a difference between 'playing hard to get'.. and enrolling yourself in the witness protection program.. contemplating getting a restraining order.. and playing 'never gonna happen'. 

Guys.. when a girl isn't calling you back.. texting you back.. answering your carrier pigeons.. all of the sudden 'moved to europe'.. or too sick to go out.. ever..? Please just take the big red stop sign in front of you for what it's worth.. 

Girls.. when a guy isn't calling after you've been out.. you know he isn't in the hospital.. you've driven past his parking space so you KNOW he hasn't moved to Cambodia.. and you check 6 times to make sure your phone isn't broken.. He's put the brakes on and taken a different route. 

As much as everyone says.. 'Just tell them you're not interested!!" and 'They'll appreciate your honesty!!'.. there is no easy way to tell someone that you're not attracted to them.. that you just dont see it working out with them.. that you had a lot of fun but there was no spark.. and they wear the same cologne as your dad and it confuses your hormones. When egos are involved.. no matter how big or small.. someone's feelings will always get hurt. 

However, while we pray that they get the hint.. most of the time.. lets be honest.. they wont. 

so. STOP signs... how to put the brakes on gently..? Be as nice as possible.. say what you need to.. and realize that even after you put your pretty face on and your puppy dog eyes.. you still might get a shoe in your face. Not being love hurts.. no matter what someone coats it in.  

Now.. hey y'all.. don't make a fool out of me..

If you actually LIKE someone... 

Guys.. i'm sorry.. it's up to you to show interest.. call them... text them.. facebook them.. email them.. send them a smoke signal.. ANYTHING to let them know that they don't need to over analyze every word they said.. what they wore.. and how the date was left. Even if you're busy.. show some effort if you want it to go anywhere before they go bald from pulling their hair out. 

Girls... if he shows interest.. SHOW IT BACK!! it's not rocket science here!! Playing hard to get is soooo over rated.. it'll only lead you both in circles. I mean don't get me wrong.. don't play..'eager to wed'.. but JUST not texting back for the sake of 'making him wait'... is dumb. 

 RED LIGHT.. GREEN LIGHT..

When it gets to the point where the question of kissing presents itself on the menu.. it gets tricky.

If you wait too long.. skipping the opportune moment.. the 'insert kiss here' times that cupid has magically planned out for you... you look like a moron. 

My favorite movie of all time is Tangled.. I thought it was flawless.. until recently. 

i was with my friend Steve when he pointed out the seam in the silk.... the dumb part of the movie that i had never even thought to question..

Flynn and Repunzel are in the most romantic setting you can imagine.. in the middle of a lake with floating lanterns all around them.. singing while looking deep into each other's eyes.. realizing how in love they are.. and BAM.. INSERT PERFECT KISS HERE moment comes...

Flynn sees two homies off in the distance that he has unsettled business with... DOESN'T KISS HER.. and says.. 'i'll be right back... there's something i have to take care of'... WHAT?! Disney... give me a BREAK here.. dude.. kiss the girl.. then go deal with big brawny ginger men that want to kill you.. duh! That's pretty much in the rule book!! 

So. If a moment like this presents itself.. don't be a fool and let it pass you by.

On the other hand...
If she avoids eye contact.... gives you a half-hearted hug... tries to keep you at arms length.. or starts coughing uncontrollably... do NOT.. i repeat.. DO NOT go in for the kill. awkkkwarddddd.
Read the body language. Guys.. i'm sorry.. it's up to you.. you have to go like 50.. see if she comes like 20... and when you finally realize that THIS IS HAPPENING.. THEN plant one on her!! .. but if you go 50... she goes -25.. chances are.. either a tic tac wouldn't kill you.. or she's not ready to kiss you.
So.. When you wait too long.. you are awkward.. and when you just GO for it with no indication if this is a mutual thing.. You're a sex offender.

Love is complicated.. obviously. It has the ability to make someone's day.. ruin someone's life.. break someone's heart.. and make someone whole again. It's a very powerful thing that we are in control of. Please be careful with it. Please read the instruction manual before going in one direction with full force with no intention of stopping.. Please be courteous to the other drivers out there trying to get from point A to point B so no one gets hurt. Be open with communication all along so people don't have to try and read your mind.. be maybe a little more obvious with your feelings than you feel you need to be to be sure that confusion is left out of the equation. Observe the rules of life.. don't spray windex in your eyes.. don't wait around assuming someone knows how you feel about them.. chances are.. both things will lead to disaster.

Until Later..
xoxo
-Callymon