25 September 2016

Sprung

I met this guy, who I really like.

I was at this event, and he walked into the room, and the myself and the folks I was with ignored him. And I saw his aura. WOO ALERT. And it was compelling. I don't think I've felt that strong of an attraction to someone (non-sexualy) in a very long time. Which is a nice break from the monotony.

It was curious, because he sat quietly and didn't attempt to join our conversation. Which is always a shock when it comes to cis men. Let's. Be. Real. And then The Clincher was seeing him with these young Black boys--he was gentle and patient.

And it was all over.

I chatted the guy up with pure, unadulterated #GeminiCharm and knew within 60 seconds that I couldn't' leave without getting this guy's number.

Let's fast forward to the part where we leave the event together, and I end up getting a ride  from Dude to my next appointment. Yea, I'm smoov. My #charm is on levels unprecedented and lo and behold if I don't step onto the kerb with Dude's number in my phone.

I really like this guy. Even though our first hangout was a bit of a flop--there were some mis-perceptions happening--I still felt really interested in getting to know him.

And then we hung out today, and it was the ease of interaction that I felt the first time we talked. We met at a park, and sat in the Sun, shooting the breeze. It was fucken nice, and was a reminder that sometimes, things can be simple and easy. We kept that simple ease as we strolled a mile and sum to the event we were both expected at.

It was so nice, yo. I don't even have the words for the.... feelings I was feeling. Which weren't my usual muddled complexity of emotions. I was just in the moment, enjoying the Sun and Dude's company. I wasn't nervous or overthinking. I was happy. I know; that's still a word I'm getting used to in describing my general existence, much less in the company of someone I fancy. But there you go.

And then we parted company. And I'm still smiling.

I want more of this. More easy, simple happiness.

I think I can handle it.

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