NOTEBOOK # 2
(When a man meets a
woman and a woman meets a man)
Love Story.
Where should I begin?
Well, it IS
a love story… so how about with LOVE?!
OKay.
J
“The best love is the kind
that awakens the soul and makes us reach for more, that plants a fire in our
hearts and brings peace to our minds. And that's what you've given me. That's
what I'd hoped to give you forever”
There is a
story (a love story) that I would like to share here with you ….
It is a
beautiful story, gentle and innocent, safe & priceless, soul(s) driven,
open, honest, easy (?), teaching lessons on both sides, sweet, nice and warm, full
of fuzzy feelings, jittery, short (?), challenging, natural & raw, sincere,
interesting, curious, tender, affectionate, nice, deep, decent, energetic,
feelings filled, purpose driven, caring, smiling, laughing, touching, joyful, emotional,
careful, mindful, spiritual, enjoyable, loving, pitch-and-catch-kind-of one,
passionate, receiving and giving, respectful, daring, gentle, cute, kind,
genuine, precious.
The story
begins quite unpredictably – neither of sides expecting anything much to
happen. But then on the second thought, maybe they both were secretly wishing
and dreaming and hoping for their universes to collide! Well, thinking about it
more deeply – they must have been thinking, they must have been on the same
wavelengths and their thoughts must have been connected as they are the reason,
the product that brought those 2 souls together!
One man.
One woman.
One story.
And The
story continues.
Their
connection was intense, energetic, immediate and fast! They hit it off straight
away. It was deep, intense and full of raw emotions, organic and new feelings. Happy
days ahead, new beginnings, and new ends.
They ‘met’ on-line. Cyber space - modern - way of meeting and mingling. I dare to say they
both had no idea whatsoever how and where this encounter of theirs would lead
and end up. Every time she posted an update about herself on Facebook, he would
amend his advertisement. He so desperately wanted for her to visit his place.
He would insulate the house, he would paint a room for her, he would post a
picture of a newly painted double bedroom, of a large patio and at the end he
would put: for short or long term!
So... she
decided to visit him, cold call him, see him again, call over to him, meet with
him. She knew his address from the advertisement she had seen on-line.
She was
walking and nearing his house, getting closer and closer. She looked up to
check and see the window upstairs. As she was almost close to his door, she
passed his car (looking inside), someone suddenly opened the door! It was him.
He must have seen her through the window. He wanted her to think he was waiting
and hoping she would come one day. He wanted for her to feel she was welcomed,
safe and secure and he never had any bad feelings for her, ever! Everything
went all so quick. She was so taken by a surprise that she was not even sure if
that was him. Then 2 questions had arisen within her: First, is he coming out
of the house, going outside? Second, does he know who she is? Did he recognize
her? Does he still remember? Is he upset, angry with her?!
And yes, he
did recognize her. His words spoken were: ‘Hi. Are you okay?’
She, looking
straight at him, answered: ‘Hi. Yes, I am okay.’
The she
said: ‘There is no gate there.’
He asked: ’What’s
that?’ Smiling. Happy.
She said: ‘There
is no gate there so I had to come up and ended up at your door.’
He smiled at
her. His smile.
She smiled
back at him.
She asked: ‘Are
we going to stay outside or can I go inside for just 2 minutes, please?’
He said: ‘Okay.’
She said: ‘Thank you.’ Being in his house now.
He was
slowly and gently closing the door.
She said: ‘It
won’t take long. I guess you were not expecting me to come?!’
He smiled back
at her.
She asked: ‘So
how are you?’
He answered:
‘Good. Hmm. Studying.’ Pointing at the desk.
She asked: ‘Oh,
what do you study?’
He answered:
‘For my master’s degree.’
She glanced
at the desk, then at the wall covered with the photos of family and she smiled,
pressing her lips and slowly turning behind her, back, she noticed the entrance
to his kitchen. She turned back to face him. She smiled at him and looked him
up and down. He looked back at her and smiled.
He asked
her, quite nervously (now): ‘So, how are you?’
She
answered: ‘I am good. Ah. Actually not!’
He looking
at her, asked: ‘No, you are not good?’
She
answered: ‘I am more than that!’ Smiling.
He is
smiling. He said: ‘You are more than good?’
She
answered: ‘Yeah’.
Both smiling
and looking at one another.
He looked
her up and down. Twice. He wanted her to notice that! He so showed how happy he
was she was there with him, at this very moment, now.
She changed
her position and said: ‘So… I came here because I wanted to say – in person- ….’
He
interrupted and said: ‘Yes!’
She looked
at him and said: ‘Yes, because the email does not work.’
He did not
say anything. He held his cup which he then moved onto a windowsill.
She
continued: ‘…. Thank you for showing up in my life. I have learned so much
since then and I am still learning. It is amazing!’
He asked
her: ‘What is so amazing?’ He wanted her.
To which she
replied: ‘Everything. It started right after we met. I did what I wanted.
Actually, I always did what I wanted.’
She said: ‘There
are a few, a couple of people in my life who kind of changed or directed my
life in a certain way and I feel you are one of them……………………..’
He was very
surprised to hear that, shocked perhaps. Not expecting anything like this to
happen. But deep inside, he was very, very happy to hear that and for it to be.
To which he completely changed his position and said, smiling; ‘We met only
once or twice…’
To which she
replied: ‘Once. That was enough!’
He smiled at
her. He asked her: ‘How did you know where I live?’
She
answered: ‘On Daft.’
He smiled at
her. He wanted her to know he does not mind at all.
She asked: ‘Why
did you put up the ad on Daft?’
He answered:
‘Oh, I was looking for a new flatmate at that time.’
She said: ‘Ah,
that makes sense.’
He sensed
the intensity and so did she.
He changed
his position again and pointing to the stairs leading upstairs, he said: ‘I am
living here now with my girlfriend and we are expecting a baby.’
She looked
at him and said: ‘Ah, that is nice….. Congratulations.’
He said: ‘Thanks.’
Upset, angry with himself.
She asked: ’When
is the baby due?’
He,
irritated with himself, answered: ‘In April.’
She asked: ‘Is
it gonna be…… a boy or a girl?’
He answered:
‘We don’t know.’
She said: ‘Oh…
A surprise?’
He said: ‘Yes.’
She said: ‘That
is nice.’
He was getting
closer to her now. He wanted to reassure her he was sorry.
He asked her, gently:
‘Are you still working with the children?’
She
answered: ‘Yes, it is going good.’
He asked her
again: ‘Do you live with the family?’
She replied:
’No, I share the house with 2 people.’
He asked: ‘How
did you find the house?’
She replied:
‘Oh, it just happened. I liked the house, I liked the people.’
He asked
her: ‘Where do you live?’
She replied:
‘Oh actually, it’s close here. On Cooley Road.’
He looking
at her straight, said: ‘Yeah…..’
They were
looking into each other’s eyes.
She looking
at him, said: ‘OKay, there is one more thing before I go….’
He looked
unhappy.
She said: ‘I
felt…. I FEEL I owe you something from the last time. It is a hug.’
He
immediately said: ‘Okay!’
She said: ’I
should have given it to you back then.’
They were
looking at each other for a couple of seconds. Then, he moved towards her and
gave her nice, long hug. She wanted to pull away earlier from him, but he still
held.
Once they
embraced, they were just a little happy.
Pulling apart,
she said, slowly: ‘OKay, I am done here.’ He looked unhappy.
She said to
him: ‘Good luck with your study.’ Pointing at his desk.
He said: ‘Thanks.’ He was crying out for her to like him at this very moment, this very minute.
She said: ‘And
congratulations on your baby again. That is lovely, very sweet. I am happy for
you. I really am!’
They were
looking at each other.
She then
moved closer to the door which he slowly opened.
She leaves
the house and him there.
She heard
the click of the door closing behind her by him. She never looked back.
Enough,
enough now. J
She said to
herself, ‘Thank you for loving me!’
He said to
himself, ‘Thank you for lovin’ me!’
And all is
well.
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