In love, the second time is never the same as the first time. The excitement is not the same.  The first time you are curious and excited because of the ecstatic feelings.

 

With the second time you are more careful. And the total trust and faith in love is gone. The blinders are gone.

That which made it so special the first time is gone. It's not fear that causes this neccessarily. Instead, it is just that experience has made it impossible to live in the absolute hope.  We now see the reality of how it doesn't always work out.

With the second time people are more realistic.  In a way, the first time is more fantasy.

 

Yet, this is not always the reality of the matter...it is the reality of those who have a broken love only.  For those who stay married, stay with their first loves....the reality is that love won out.....no hope must be lost in love's full power.

This is one of the mysteries of love....experience drives our reality of what love is and isn't.

As Kenny Roger's sang in "The Gambler"....some win and some lose in the game of love.

 

So it is.

Love is a game...with deep consequences.

 

So be it.