You fall hard for the odd and unexpected, and you still miss the old dinner with candles on the table. Venus squares Uranus, the pull toward the strange chafing against the love of plain classic beauty. Pick the new and leaving the safe behind nags at you. Pick the classic and you stay restless. It cost you stories where half your heart wanted the old ritual and the other half wanted to smash it. What you ground out was the refusal to treat the new as proof you are alive or the old as proof you are deep. The only real question is whether it lights you up. The love you ended up with neither copies nor flees.
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