We met in July while debating the benefits of wraps versus straight up bread at a grocery counter. I laughed and you asked for my number. You got it and texted shortly after. We met for coffee (where you mocked my complicated drink) and you asked to see me again. I told you that my life was messy and I didn’t know what was going to happen. You replied, “I can’t wait to see.” Two weeks later I let you know that the messes were cleared and I wanted to get to know you better. You smiled. Four months later one of the messes reared up again and you gave advice and support. For that I say ” thank you.” Even though you are far away right now, know this… “You are fun, wicked and everything in between. I know what we have is unconventional, but it works for us both.” See you soon. And thanks for the treats you send my way to make me smile. Let this be my treat to you. And know that Ms Content is locked away… Never to return. —Complicated and Not Just My Coffee
This article appears in Nov 1-7, 2012.
Going out of my comfort zone but I want to give you something to read. This is a great surprise “treat”.
From the your laugh, a smile that makes me stop in my tracks, the way you wiggle when you enjoy a bite of food, the way you scrunch your face, and the way you kiss; these things are only a small part of why I knew I had to know you better.
You make me laugh like no one else. You understand the crazy travel life I lead. Your soft heart. Your strength when facing so much. Oh and you are damn sexy.
When you were clear of your “mess” you asked me to be patient, so you could learn to trust again. I am enjoying being a patient man. The benefits far outweigh any frustration.
I will see you tomorrow.
gag. get a sandwich shop bathroom stall….
Like minds I guess. In that sweet stage. Wait til the shitty stage. It’ll get there.