You remember that tapas guy? (https://happilyeverafternoon.net/en/one-night-in-2017-2-2/ ). Well, he was here again. Five days ago, he was here for the very first time. Five days ago, he turned my life upside- down. And me, who couldn`t even imagining falling in love, ever again.
I can`t tell anyone either. I can`t tell them I fell in love on the very first night. Who would believe me? It`ll seem pathetic, desperate and utterly naive. I know. After all, I`m in my mid-30s, practically divorced, – and a mother of two. I should just keep it to myself. Then, nothing will be spoiled. It`ll be my very own secret. My perfect, little secret. The validation finally showing that the wait was worthwhile. Showing, it can all happen again.
He`ll be the topic of the week. Obviously. But I can`t tell them I love him already. Which I do, of course. If not love at the first sight, it sure was love at the first night. It`s BC and AD, and no doubt in my mind. He overtook my body, my soul, and nothing is as before. And you don`t get silly, goofy or funny either. You just get serious, and almost sad. Sad because you couldn`t find him sooner. Sad because now there`s so much at stake.
What a guy. His aura, I guess. That must be it. His energy is contagious and takes me straight to heaven. Additionally, he knows how much to talk, and how much to listen. Not only as a result of having good manners, I believe. At least he seems to be, just as open as he is curious. And when he talks it`s done with such liveliness and enthusiasm that you would follow him to the gates of hell- if he`d want you to. You are being captivated, magnetised, by each story, each reasoning, each thought. He is entertaining, interesting and interested. And he laughs a lot. In a way that makes it hard to laugh for yourself. You just wanna look at him. Take it all in. Because it`s so beautiful. He is so beautiful. He is the most beautiful you have ever seen. It`s narcotic, for sure. You get obsessed. Overpowered. It`s dangerous.
It`s pure perdition. I`m lost. He is the one. He is the one I want. It makes completely sense. I can feel it in my bones. Every fibre. And what`s amazing is, he could feel it too. Thank God. Thou merciful God. And not only is he wonderful and everything I could ever hope for. He is divine to look at, also. Can you imagine? I could just look at him for the rest of my life. I could have him stuffed, hanging on the wall, and be completely satisfied. But most of all, I want to show him to everyone I know. Breathing, reasoning, -and thinking. This is it. This is what is feels like. Narcotic. Dangerous. And real.