I Want to Tell You My Love Story
My milestone - A True Story
This is a quiet long story so I gave it the upper title.
(February, 2013)
Dear reader,
I met a guy and somehow i knew deep inside me that this guy is going to be my milestone. I am going to have "before him" and "after him". I knew it from the first conversation.
He's not like us, arabs. He's american. A very tall handsome guy who plays basketball and jogs everyday. He loves LA Lakers and would die for Kobe. He drives a dodge and wears a Rayban sunglasses. He's weird, shy but an outgoing type of a guy with a sense of humour that makes you almost piss yourself. His name is Ken. He might be a typical LA guy. But for sure not a typical guy to me.
There's something weird about him. He insisted to talk to me, but when we talked he was shy, barely makes eyecontact with anyone, even a camera lense. And after our first conversation, I told him that I got to go to meet a guy friend (which i lied about, I did not see any guy); he reacted but tried not to show it. His reaction was jealousy, boyfriend/girlfriend kind of jealousy, as if we've been dating since couple of months. Weird huh?
Luckily I can read people's minds, or so I tell myself.
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One week later (March 2013)
This Ken guy got me. He totally did. We talked 24/7, tried to adjust our times to talk as much as possible online and through the phone. I'd lie to say it was easy to adjust timings between two people who live thousand miles away from each other, but he slept in my night (which was his daytime).
We had similar thoughts; we hate lies, we love food specially pizza, we love Iron Man, and we liked each other.
But, my dear readers, I loved him and one late night I told him "I Love You". Yes, I did. One week after knowing him, I loved him. How stupid is that, eh?
"Whoa, that's a big word. You sure?" He asked me. And I confirmed that I know that I do love him. "Alright then, I Love You too." He said.
I remember, I slept smiling that night.
This is just a part. What do you think? Should I continue by another post?
This is a quiet long story so I gave it the upper title.
(February, 2013)
Dear reader,
I met a guy and somehow i knew deep inside me that this guy is going to be my milestone. I am going to have "before him" and "after him". I knew it from the first conversation.
He's not like us, arabs. He's american. A very tall handsome guy who plays basketball and jogs everyday. He loves LA Lakers and would die for Kobe. He drives a dodge and wears a Rayban sunglasses. He's weird, shy but an outgoing type of a guy with a sense of humour that makes you almost piss yourself. His name is Ken. He might be a typical LA guy. But for sure not a typical guy to me.
There's something weird about him. He insisted to talk to me, but when we talked he was shy, barely makes eyecontact with anyone, even a camera lense. And after our first conversation, I told him that I got to go to meet a guy friend (which i lied about, I did not see any guy); he reacted but tried not to show it. His reaction was jealousy, boyfriend/girlfriend kind of jealousy, as if we've been dating since couple of months. Weird huh?
Luckily I can read people's minds, or so I tell myself.
________________________
One week later (March 2013)
This Ken guy got me. He totally did. We talked 24/7, tried to adjust our times to talk as much as possible online and through the phone. I'd lie to say it was easy to adjust timings between two people who live thousand miles away from each other, but he slept in my night (which was his daytime).
We had similar thoughts; we hate lies, we love food specially pizza, we love Iron Man, and we liked each other.
But, my dear readers, I loved him and one late night I told him "I Love You". Yes, I did. One week after knowing him, I loved him. How stupid is that, eh?
"Whoa, that's a big word. You sure?" He asked me. And I confirmed that I know that I do love him. "Alright then, I Love You too." He said.
I remember, I slept smiling that night.
This is just a part. What do you think? Should I continue by another post?
26-30, F
