I love our differences, how you make me smile, how you hold me in the cold and kiss my forehead. I love how when either one of us just smiles and nods after the other is finished talking, we know it means whatever was just said was not understood – and we can laugh about it. I’m not sure what we are, but I enjoy your company so much, I only hope you feel the same.
The language barrier. The difference in culture and religion. You’ve come half-way around the world and by absolute chance of timing we found each other. I want to live in-the-now with you. You possess all the values I desire, and are cute to boot!
Interracial crushes can be surreal, difficult, an adventure, a novelty, eye-opening… a whole experience of their own. I don’t want to be your Canadian fling. —Welcome to my Kingdom
This article appears in Nov 25 – Dec 1, 2010.