The newness is the first gust of wind that sends the relationship leaf high above the ground. The first day/weeks even months spent together is the effortless slow flutter. Everything clicks, she's funny, you're funny. She's prettier every day, you're more handsome than ever. Flutter flutter flutter.
As the leaf nears the ground the first arguement and/or misunderstanding happens. You're an asshole and she is crazy as fuck.
Most relationships just hit the ground and never fly up again.
The moment before the grounding, some relationships get a second gust - a second wind. What happens at that moment that sends everything back up again; often higher than it was the first time?
When the first trouble hits, when the you are first threatened and she is first bruised both of you stop at that moment and decide that the "US" is more important than pride, envy, scars left by others and your own silly paper armor.
You decide that what's at stake personally is nothing compared to what she gives you and what you give her. You cut the ropes off, grab her hand and tell her, "come on, let's go get some ice cream."
As you walk away you steal a glance back at the severed twine and anchors you left on the ground.
A smirk appears.
So many times before they were what you knew and what you had. They were stronger than what you might have and what may come.
This time the promise won. The "what if" was bigger that the "what is".
You shoot back up into the air and enjoy the slow effortless flutter knowing how to summon another gust if you ever get close to the ground again.