Simply put, the very first person your heart associates with love and all its inherent goodness will become the concrete definition.
Men don’t text or call you back because of their gradual decay of interest. Your intentions and his did not line up and he felt the need to invest his time on someone he sees a future with.
He still has the same eyes and lips, but the way he stares into you and the words that come out of his lips are that of a stranger’s.
I love their calloused hands, broad shoulders, and how innocent and vulnerable they look while they’re sprawled against the sheets.