A short and sweet day

My heart is pounding through my chest. This feeling is overtaking me, it is so weird. It's like everything is lining up so perfectly...honestly its shockingly exciting, and a bit scary at the same time. But I'm not afraid. It feels too right.

Today, I rolled around in bed and thought about her all morning. I didn't hear back from her last night and was a little worried. But thank God I am not the jealous type, as I quickly forgot about it. It was almost as if I am starting to feel protective of her, to make sure that she gets home safe and that those people that are out there don't take advantage of her humble smile and her giving soul. But nonetheless I let my weary head down to rest, knowing that our date was still going to happen regardless of confirmation.

So I texted her to see if she was keeping her afternoon open so that I could jump into it and take her out. Success. I snoozed for another 45 minutes until my mom called me and then I figured I ought to get up and start my prep for the day. The day started as a breakfast bar/book morning, or a B&B day as Diane Haigh so interestingly put it. I read more into Wild at Heart, and found out why my parents are the way that they are and why women often try to fill the void of their husbands with the company of their children. Harsh reality. I am determined to make sure my wife is filled up and her voids nonexistent. She deserves only the best, whomever she may be. That is why I have to retire before I am 30, way before it. I need to put all the love, hope, dreams and desires of her heart into fruition for her because noone else can but I. And why should anyone wait until they are 65 anyways? Idiots. lol

So tangential today...lol. She has my mind all over the place, I cannot think straight. :)

But anyways, after pumping up the pecs and taking a shower, we met at Millenia but decided to get sushi farther away at a place next to Kirkman and Conroy, near the Hurricanes wing place that I also love. Mmm, I'm hungry again. hehe. But we had an amazing conversation as always, talked about growing up and why getting drunk is so shortlived at times. It's like we long to be different and endulge in the fact that we can be and still feel the ecstasy of life. A couple of kisses and amazing sushi later, we were off to Festival Bay to shop.

I love the fact that she can't help kissing me anywhere we are. Most people would try to be decent about it, but why hide it when you feel it. People will remember you for only a second anyways, unless they are the one receiving the lip service. :) But she just lets loose with the love in her heart, and so do I. And I ramble on about this because our intent was to pick up an outfit for her modeling show at Forever 21 and we ended up just walking around hand in hand, her in my arms, our kisses flying liberally throughout the air. We walked and talked, got to know each other just a little bit more. I assured her that this feeling was real and we talked about the first time we were attracted to each other and why to validate it. Although none was required, we did it just to recall the feeling and compare it to the amazing one we both felt in that instant...or so I believe. Then we saw some parrots and a guy named Jean Carlo from Nicaragua put the parrots on the both of us and offered up a picture for 10 bucks. Finally, a chance to get a picture with her.

The damn red one kept tickling me, nibbling at my hair (because apparently he likes the gel) and nibbling at my chest right above the "t" on my shirt. It tickled the hell out of me, but it didn't compare to the feeling that she gave by being there enjoying that exact moment. She forgot that she had a white bird posted on her head the whole time, until the picture was taken. Lol. This is where the memories start. (I wish she would have smiled more like she does when she looks at me...it would capture exactly how this feeling is progressing).

As repetitive as it sounds, we walked, kissed, talked and just couldn't stop falling into our own little world without concern nor care for anyone but each other. We returned to the mall where her car was, along the way exchanging dreams and visions of ours for the next year, two, and beyond. We have SO much in common that it isn't even funny. For example, she wants to learn to play the guitar AND the piano just like I. With the same ambitious spirit, same loving attitude with a hint of stubbornness and indecisiveness at times (like me), I just really think that there is such a compliment to each other that exists. We couldn't stop kissing, but we had to because the ol' J-O-B. But I let her know that until she got sick of me that I didn't want to stop hanging out with her. So we are meeting up tonight to go Jacuzzi-hopping like our first crazy night that we connected.

I'm crazy about this girl. I cannot explain it, and I have tried to deny it, but I cannot. I didn't want to rush into anything but I can't help but want to jump on the quickest train fast tracked to the deep emotions of her heart. I want to give her so much of me, and I know that in time it will come to please her more and more. I realize more and more each day what I was missing and what I really want in a girl. I want a truthful feeling that keeps true throughout the years and is not falsified by the outside influences of substances. You'll never get high off of love if you find your high embedded in other pleasures. This is crazy good!

I call her my drug. ;) And the after-effects are so much better.

A night to remember

Funny how life changes so rapidly when you are put on the right path and you know it.
I have never been happier than I am today. People will talk, men will cheat, women will pretend to be happy and rely on false security, but I have these standards that I believe are necessary to keep true while the rest of the promiscuous world continues their debauchery.
I am getting back to my roots again. Being the gentleman that I always have been, always smiling and complimenting people in their uniqueness, has been quite rewarding. And if the old adage holds true, then what goes around will definitely come back around and my life will be led with nothing but blessings to behold.

So why a night to remember?

This girl. Rather, this woman with a little girl's heart; wanting to be loved and naive enough to live life passionately without regards to the outside world so judgmental and dream-theiving in its nature. The first time I met this girl, I could not help but be head-over-heels attracted to. Rich in exotic beautiful, her smile able to part the skies, her figure voluptuous in stature and such amazing eyes transparent enough to peer into her soul. She has THE most unique qualities I've ever seen in a woman, and I cannot help but love every single one of them. And what puts the icing on the cake is that I feel like me around her, like I can truly be myself without regards to any insecurity or image to live up to. Emotional freedom. She is radiant. What a beautiful creation through God's eyes.

Call it love? Not quite yet. But the desire is there.

After a long day of thinking about her from the first time we had connected, I retired from work with $250 dollars in my pocket. Not a bad shift at work. But the worry of my financial responsibility was no longer on my mind, because she had been crowding it for days. Texting her at work, I let her know that I wanted to see her again. Our first kiss had happened by some stroke of fate the night before as someone had prompted for us to engage, as if God's hand had been working its plan to force us to do what we had already been wanting to do (thankfully because I was only out to respect her as a lady). This night was spent getting to know her in the evening over dinner and mini-golf (I know, I'm a cheese ball), a small fashion show/dancing party at the local club, and about 2 hours of passionate kissing in a secret spot of hers over the balcony of a local resort. The view of the city was amazing, but the gaze into her eyes was much more incredible. But I digress.

We grabbed some food at the local Ale House and shared a quick kiss while conversation. Although I was tired with fatigue, I was alive with excitement to share another special moment with her like the days prior. We decided we did not want to leave each other. So after a quick Slurpee at the adjoining 7-11, she thought of a place for us to be.
The town of Celebration was quiet with peaceful breezes and the echoing sounds of remaining inhabitants at the local bar. But it was her and I walking hand in hand as we shared the lights, open space and peace of the small town. We took a pit stop at a local ritzy-looking hotel for her to freshen up a bit, while I distracted the middle-aged Concierge named Brian with my tactful conversational skills. It was like a 007 mission and I was James Bond. She gives me that feeling of confidence like I can do anything.

We set out on our 2 mile walk along the pathway near some of the most luxurious houses you have ever seen. They were not mansions, but you could tell that a lot of thought went into the beautiful construction of these houses. We walked a little, talked a little, dreamt a little, and kissed a ton. We stopped at a nearby bench, sat under the stars, and tasted each others kiss once more. She's like a drug, I tell you. One kiss is never enough.

I couldn't contain myself. I had to put my hands all over her to let her know that I was crazy enough about her to want to give her part of my world, but respectful enough not to move too fast. Her body is beautiful from what my lips and hands told me that night. It made me want to cherish her enough throughout the next few weeks of getting to know each other to be able to have the chance to give her the passionate love that she deserves, to be able to give her every euphoric feeling known to man. She makes me believe that I have that power, and I do. But the best part was the look in her eyes, as the lights of the stars and the walkway illuminated them enough to see inside of her heart; that this feeling was as rare and authentic as an Argyle diamond.

You could call me hopelessly romantic, but I am the only hopeful romantic that I know of willing to give the world to someone with patience, understanding, respect and love. When I have it, I'll fight for it just like Neo, General Maximus Decimus Meridius, Braveheart, and anyone who knows the truth about being a man's man and loving a woman who builds him up daily.
2 hours of benchwarming (so to speak), we continued down the path so that we could get her home being that she had to be up early the next day. But we took our time, talked some more, kissed while walking and eventually got lost. Be careful what you wish for, because it just might come true. I totally had said earlier that I enjoyed getting lost with her and not caring about anything, and so it came to be. We continued until we ran into one of the neighborhoods and finally figured out where we were. It was an adventure nonetheless, but more an opportunity to spend more time together, which we enjoyed. Running, laughing, kissing still more and more, falling on grass, admiring the homes around us, stubbing our toes, working up blisters; this was as good as it gets for the situation that we had to make the most of. Thank God for the iPhone, otherwise we would have watched the sun come up. The night finally ended as we walked barefoot back into the small town and found our way to our cars. With the sweetest kiss that you could have ever felt, I placed my lips upon hers and bid her good night. I drove away that night more tired than I had ever been, but happier and more certain than ever. This is where I was meant to be, in this moment with this girl.

I've learned so much about life and love up until then, but this one takes the cake when it comes to putting my life into perspective. I understand so much more about who I am as a person, what I want to be and what type of person I want to spend my life with. And although this girl and I are not yet serious, I think I might be in love. So I tread softly and with care so that His plan may play out, knowing that faith is what drives us to where we belong. I trust that much.