Hey, babe. I wouldn’t have thought I could or would wait five or six months to pick up a relationship again. I was prepared to set you free to follow your heart, and your heart brought you back to me.
I’ve never had this kind of love for a girl, or from a girl. I feel completely accepted by you, even though I’m scarred and damaged.
Skyping you every day is a gift, and I know this time will pass and we’ll be back again, curled up under the sheets, you in my arms safe and protected.
I believe in us. I’m proud of you. —Wheels
This article appears in Mar 4-10, 2010.
Hey Wheels,
Any chance you’re also a pretzelmaker, or perhaps there’s a parallel universe with impeccable timing…
-Pocahontas
A pretzelmaker? While that begs a question or two, Pocahontas, I don’t think this is your guy. I’m sure you have an interesting story though… 🙂
Wheels – You may have scars but damaged you are not. Living life to the max takes guts — and you deserve to experience it all. Somehow you’ve opened my heart and eyes to new emotional, intellectual and physical experiences and made me rethink about what being a good partner means. I’m so proud to be with you.
Your unconditional love, acceptance and patience has made this time tolerable — I’m trying to enjoy myself here but just so you know, I’m reclaiming my place on your lap the instant I get home. Keep it warm for me…
I love you, Wheels… and I love your wheels too.
xoxo
HEAR HEAR FOR MUTUAL MASTURBATION OVER THE INTERNET!
lol @ this shit.
Daww…How cute =)
Awesome….. smurfette are you a cat or just give lap dances?? J/K…. it’s cool to see a love actually get to its intended recipient. Wheels- you’re the man.
Sorry, but, after reading this, I kind of feel like doing this:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B9V-HtcQK8w
Ever the hopeless romantic that I am, of course!
Hali, you coming to jonno’s party this weekend? Should be pretty sweet, man!
Hey, Jonno,
The key is to email a link to her, halfway around the world. She isn’t a cat, but she did do a lap dance for me once (it was the best).
Not that anyone cares, but we met in a weird way, and it turns out we have a bunch of friends in common, and had met once, 6 years ago. And now I’m abso-fucking-lutely double bubble ass-over-elbows-and-wheels apeshit for her.
Have a great week, everyone. I’m flying to see her in 2 weeks, and the days are sweetly sliding by.
See you soon, babe.
WheelieP
Well whether you cheated a little or not, this love is still one of the better ones. Desert Princess…. hope you’re doing well in whatever crazy country you’re currently residing in. And Wheels- now you have to fill us in a bit on the history……. you owe it to us 😉
Jonno,
I’m not sure if this will be the “short version”, but here goes:
I was married before. She was married before.
I went on an online dating site to see what kind of women were doing this. The day before I was going to delete my profile I sent a note to Desert Girl. She I.M.’d me back. We talked for 3 mins when we realized we had a friend in common. Then a bunch of friends in common. Then that she had been at my apartment 6 years ago, met my wife, etc. We met the next day (my birthday).
Before I go on, let me say I was pretty jaded about love and dating at this point. Truth be told, I have a fairly obvious physical disability. I’d gotten used to women ignoring me or looking at me like I was not a suitable mate (this was my interpretation, which I know now was probably wrong).
So, I come out the front door, and there she is. I’m blown away by how gorgeous she is, she smiles a big one, feeling the same. We go for a coffee and there’s immediate chemistry. I get caught looking at her mouth, wondering what it would be like to kiss her, she blushes and stops speaking. The best first date either of us have had.
Ever.
On the surface we look like we come from different worlds: I’m an artist, she’s in the world of business. When we’re together it’s obvious we should be doing this.
We connect in every possible way.
A few months later she’s going to a foreign desert land for a job for 6 months. We decide it’s worth staying together despite the distance because we see something pretty nice here and don’t want to risk losing it.
Every 6 weeks or so we are meeting in some pretty amazing places. In 2 weeks it’s Egypt. Paris in May.
I know Hali and qpmzetcetc want to puke, but I’m happy and grateful as shit for this. She’s a really special girl and I’m lucky as fuck. And when she gets back I’m not letting go again.
So, yes, puking at the sweetness of this is a reasonable response, one I would usually have, being in this situation is very life affirming. And I’m completely in love with a great girl who feels the same for me.
Life is really good.
Bye!
wheelieP
🙂
I want to hear more about the lap dance… 😉
Awesome…… although I am quite envious of your upcoming trip to Paris. I spent a year there and would love nothing more than to step foot in the city for even a minute. Truly magical. I’m guessing she is in the UAE (just a wild guess) which also seems to be a magical place.
Well, best wishes to you both and thanks for the inspiring story. Oh, and for the record, Hali would puke but Q has a heart in there somewhere and appreciates this as well……. at least I like to believe…haha.
Truthfully, the excitement I have is being saved for watching her come through the door to the hotel room.
I think when we get seeing each other out of the way I may have a brain explosion as to where I am, but I could be seeing her in Pictou and still be as excited at this point. No offense Pictou.
I can’t wait to stroll down the sidewalk with her, have coffee on a patio, go to the Louvre to see the Impressionists, just experience Paris as two lovers.
Thanks for the hospitality! See you around some time.
wheelieP