“How many licks does it take to get to center of a tootsie pop?” Hypothetically speaking anyhow. Compare it to a human and love. If you take your time with it the count is endless and you enjoy every last lick. If you rush it because you are impatient it might accidentally crack and your stuck with chocolate in your teeth.

“He loves me, He loves me not, He loves me, He loves me not!” As children we determine the fate of our happiness by the pedals of a flower or even by the letter on the twist of a tab from a can. We make fortune cookies out of paper and we play games that tell us how many children we may have.

“Do you love me? check yes or no. ” Such simplicity that we seem to outgrow. Since when did love get so hard? Why can’t we play on the merry go round or run in the snow? Why do our dates cost so much? What happen to a gumball ring that meant more than the world we were in puppy love. Kids have it right, they know how its done. When we lose sight of that we’ve fallen out of love.

When it is as simple as,”will you hold my hand?” and then you sneak a kiss as if you didn’t think you can. “Hurry quick, before someone sees. I love you, one day will you marry me?” Ah’ the innocence is where love begins, and then you grow up and thats where love ends.

I’d take a ring that cost only twenty five cents, for just one more chance of that puppy love innocence.