i kind of thought when i started dating, it would be this big to-do, and boys would hear about it and just be like wtf are pigs flying?
but when i met kevin, it happened so quietly. he asked me out, and i said yes, and on we went.
there were no awkward declarations of attraction, or angst filled periods of indecision.
he started showing up to my friends' parties. making friends with my friends. he made his presence known in such an unobtrusive way, with no whispers behind his back about being That Flying Pig.
maybe that's the way it's supposed to be.