how i fell in love for the 127th time
i was running late to a childhood friend's wedding. i took the last available seat which happened to be in front of a very attractive gay couple, i mean one of the guys had a pink shirt on- dead give away, right?
it was an interesting ceremony, let's leave it at that.
the reception carried on the theme of the wedding.
it didn't take long to realize that i was the only single girl(also the only under 30 gal, and also the only non-unattractive dame), so, needless to say, i was asked to dance a few times. the guys there were mediocre-- but hell, i'm never one to turn down some good disco.
i was surprised when that aforementioned clearly gay guy in a pink shirt asked me to dance- he actually cut in. wait, he never asked, he just slid in. and, well, i didn't mind. turns out he wasn't gay, turns out he thought i was pretty. the more drinks that got in me the more i was willing to look him in his eyes. we danced well into the night- the other guests had left and we had the dance floor all too our drunken selves. the dj played some hideous music and we just giggled as he spun me in circles and dipped me deep.
he asked me to continue our drinking out on the town. i accepted, under 1 condition: we would not kiss. i was stern on this; i knew one kiss and i'd fall in love with this man and i didn't feel like getting my heart broken anytime soon. he agreed to my rule and we made our way to my car. not one single minute passed before he leaned over and tried to kiss me. HA! "no", i said, and playfully pushed him back into his seat.
we partied a bit in that god forsaken town. it wasn't long before he invited me back to the hotel room that he and his non-gay friend were sharing. me, being the common vagabond that i am, accepted the invitation and reminded him of my stipulation.
after a few drinks we had reached our limit and headed to bed.
we held each other all night. his arms were so tight around me, i had never felt so safe in my life. his arms were perfectly defined. our bodies fit just right and cradled against one another's.
i never slept that night, instead i just breathed him in and caressed his hair; i didn't want to waste the precious moments that i had with this dream. and i knew that's all he was. i knew that my heart was in trouble. dear lord this man became more and more beautiful. why aren't all creatures exactly like him? his skin was so soft and his lips were begging to be kissed. i broke my rule and pressed my lips to his forehead countless times, with every bit of sincerity.
i left before they awoke. i snuck out as quietly as i could. i never saw him again.
i dodged that bullet. he's no doubt breaking hearts at this very moment.
sigh.
