The Lil Monkey – Part I

We met rather randomly. A string of people between us. I interacted on twitter with other people that knew her, but she was never online. When she popped up, I spoke. I wanted her to know that I supported her movement. She responded in a DM. Which led to more DMs, a little flirtation and her phone number.

I remember calling Tami and leaving a frantic voicemail about how she had given me her number. We had exchanged a few texts by that time. I was excited to like someone. I wasn’t excited by the fact that she was in NY. Why couldn’t I be excited by someone local?

She went to my blog and I had recently written about being sentimental. Her first text to me, she asked me to write her a letter about myself and mail it. She included her address. Such a simple thing, but she had my full attention.

From the very beginning, she wanted to learn me. She read all of the posts here and moved on to the posts on wordpress. I had mixed emotions about her reading my posts. I wanted her to know me, to know where I’ve been so that she could understand where I am now…But at the same time, the last time I was interested in someone that had access to my blogs, they held by past against me. I kept waiting, praying that she wouldn’t find something among all of those posts that would make her change her mind about me. It never happened. All she did was ask for more to read.

I remember a conversation we had one night. I’m not sure how we got to talking about my mistrust of other people’s emotions. I told her I didn’t always know what it meant when people told me they felt about me. I didn’t trust them to know what love was or for their meaning to match mine. I remember her telling me to just be around her and I would know how she felt about me.

When the time came for a visit, I was hoping things would be as easy in person as they were on the phone. I was hoping we’d be able to laugh together, that we’d be able to lay together, that we’d have chemistry, that we’d be officially together by the end of my visit. I knew I was in love, but I kept my feelings to myself. I wanted to be around her, to tell her in person, I wanted to know that the feelings were reciprocated.

When I landed, I turned my phone on & answered a few texts from my friends who were just as excited as me. I text her to let her know we had landed. She was already there waiting on me. We talked as I approached baggage claim. Unknowingly, we started walking towards each other. I started smiling when I saw her. She wrapped me up in the warmest and tightest of hugs. I didn’t want her to let me go and she held me like she never would.

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