since July 24, 2005.I AM IN LOVE!!!
Yes, it finally happened. Quite unexpectedly, I have fallen head over heels for a member of the opposite sex.
('Bout frickin' time!)
OK, so one day at work, a legal messenger came by my office to serve some documents. I didn't think much of it - I couldn't even tell you the date this happened - but I did notice that the guy made quite an effort to chit-chat.
Probably a couple months later, while I was out sick, he stopped by again and commented to my supervisor that I have nice eyes. Well, weeks later, he was by again and this time commented on my smile. And he told me his name - Paul.
That was when I realized, OK, this guy's kinda cute and seems nice. Maybe I'll say something to him next time he comes by, like, are you single? Unfortunately, the next time turned out to be a trying day, and I wasn't in the best of moods - something he picked up on. Oh, well. Eventually, I figured, the time would present itself.
A couple more weeks went by, and he showed up again - this time sans a delivery. He said something like, "I'm not sure if this is inappropriate (asking me on the job), but do you have a boyfriend?" I, of course, said no, and he asked me if I'd like to go out sometime. Accepted, of course, and then I told him I was thinking of asking him, if he hadn't asked me first.
His shade of red diminished slightly.
Needless to say, we had our first date three days later, a day earlier than planned and after having talked on the phone for what seemed like forever. He invited me over to his place to hang out. And he kissed me . . . several times. The next day, he picked me up - rose in hand - and took me out to lunch at Budd Bay, then drove me out to Boston Harbor, where he grew up. It was a simple date but fun - and we talked and talked and laughed and laughed some more.
Well, not to get into any personal details, we've been getting together and hanging several times a week. We've watched the 3rd of July fireworks, the Lakefair fireworks, cruised Tacoma and antique row, watched drunk people attempt karaoke, and basically enjoyed each other's company. At the very least, we've talked on the phone every day, minus two.
And, yes, he knows how I feel about him. He's not to the point where he can say the l-word yet, but that's cool.
And the age difference doesn't mean a thing. A relationship - in whatever form - should not be clouded by what society or interfearing family and friends say is right or wrong. This is the first relationship that, to me, has ever felt this right. And I'm doing my damnedest to help it work.
So, for now, Paul and I are just enjoying our togetherness - hanging out, rapping about music, movies, photography, whatever. It's only been a month since that first date, but it seems like months.
Who knows what the next few will bring?
Copyright © 2005, Talia M. Wilson
posted: July 24, 2005
since July 24, 2005.