I Really Like a Certain Somebody
UPDATE: I have something to add...posting at the end of this for effect.
Wow. Where to begin? Well, I guess the beginning, duh! It all started one day when I shared an experience across a couple of different groups and only got a couple of responses. After the first day I had figured that maybe that would be all I would get. That was until She had come along.
It started innocently enough with us discussing a couple things to get an idea for us to try, and from there we dove into what we had planned. In all, I thought that maybe it was just going to be a platonic thing; no strings attached, no commitments, just two adults conversing over a specific topic. I enjoyed myself. Our overall interaction had me intellectually engaged from start to finish.
Given that, I figured the next time we talked we could discuss what made us tick. Now that I look back on it, that was probably not the best way to word it, but I did. All I had in mind was two adults discussing similar interests, but I made the mistake of not stating that from the get go. We talked about the same topic we had an interest in and played out different scenarios that had both of us engaged intellectually.
Before I know it, I see the words "I want you". Oh crap. Not that I am complaining, but I was not expecting that to happen at all. This of course led to some trouble, and nothing that is small mind you. I am not going to go into detail about what it is, but I received the third degree for it and I deserved it. She is not afraid to speak her mind and be firm, and her answers are usually direct, straightforward, and to the point. She eventually had become so upset that She told me to go to bed before She said something that would hurt.
The next day, as I sat there deprived of sleep I signed in and saw that She was on. Her responses were direct and to the point, something that I had learned to appreciate. As luck would have it, as we talked and discussed how things were She said something that cut into me and not in a bad way. "I'm going to wait for you". I know there wasn't a chorus standing somewhere off to the left or right, but it could have been a pivotal moment where you hear an angelic chorus set the tone for something hopeful.
We spent a couple of days talking and I got to learn a little more about Her. We eventually started talking about things we were both into. I remember one day while I was at work I stopped and thought to myself "Could it be? Really?". We talked that night, shared our similar interests, and that was when I said "I think I am really starting to like you". Ever since then we've discussed more about what we like, our personal histories, even the stuff we don't like to discuss too often.
I know I am not that old, but I feel young again. I was listening to a song the other day called "Could Have Been Me" by The Struts. The chorus definitely fits how I am feeling; "I wanna taste love and pain, feel pride and shame, I don't wanna take my time I don't want to waste one line, I wanna live better days, never look back and say could have been me".
So, could it be? Really? Maybe. I guess we'll see.
UPDATE: She said "I love you"!
Wow. Where to begin? Well, I guess the beginning, duh! It all started one day when I shared an experience across a couple of different groups and only got a couple of responses. After the first day I had figured that maybe that would be all I would get. That was until She had come along.
It started innocently enough with us discussing a couple things to get an idea for us to try, and from there we dove into what we had planned. In all, I thought that maybe it was just going to be a platonic thing; no strings attached, no commitments, just two adults conversing over a specific topic. I enjoyed myself. Our overall interaction had me intellectually engaged from start to finish.
Given that, I figured the next time we talked we could discuss what made us tick. Now that I look back on it, that was probably not the best way to word it, but I did. All I had in mind was two adults discussing similar interests, but I made the mistake of not stating that from the get go. We talked about the same topic we had an interest in and played out different scenarios that had both of us engaged intellectually.
Before I know it, I see the words "I want you". Oh crap. Not that I am complaining, but I was not expecting that to happen at all. This of course led to some trouble, and nothing that is small mind you. I am not going to go into detail about what it is, but I received the third degree for it and I deserved it. She is not afraid to speak her mind and be firm, and her answers are usually direct, straightforward, and to the point. She eventually had become so upset that She told me to go to bed before She said something that would hurt.
The next day, as I sat there deprived of sleep I signed in and saw that She was on. Her responses were direct and to the point, something that I had learned to appreciate. As luck would have it, as we talked and discussed how things were She said something that cut into me and not in a bad way. "I'm going to wait for you". I know there wasn't a chorus standing somewhere off to the left or right, but it could have been a pivotal moment where you hear an angelic chorus set the tone for something hopeful.
We spent a couple of days talking and I got to learn a little more about Her. We eventually started talking about things we were both into. I remember one day while I was at work I stopped and thought to myself "Could it be? Really?". We talked that night, shared our similar interests, and that was when I said "I think I am really starting to like you". Ever since then we've discussed more about what we like, our personal histories, even the stuff we don't like to discuss too often.
I know I am not that old, but I feel young again. I was listening to a song the other day called "Could Have Been Me" by The Struts. The chorus definitely fits how I am feeling; "I wanna taste love and pain, feel pride and shame, I don't wanna take my time I don't want to waste one line, I wanna live better days, never look back and say could have been me".
So, could it be? Really? Maybe. I guess we'll see.
UPDATE: She said "I love you"!
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