To the Women that Stole my Heart
The opener is cheesy, that wasn’t your style, unless it was behind closed doors. I often think of you when life starts to feel great, but I try not to dwell much on it.
I reminisce on your laugh, smile, witty comments, and gentle kisses. The PG memories; I reminisce on so much more, but this isn’t a 50 Shades novel.
I often wonder what it would be like if I’d known you sooner, or if you stayed a little longer; maybe it would have still been borrowed time. I think about the man I should have been to make a convincing argument, every reason for you to stay.
It’s funny how we played out, you were just another sorority girl, and you couldn’t care less for my attention. It took us 5 seconds to realize we weren’t interested, but your friend was cute. Well, I blew that one, if you see her, tell her I said hi and I want my handcuffs back.
What changed? Maybe it was thanksgiving, actually, I blew that one too. I might have been a little too confident in my “seductive” skills.
I heard you talked shit about me, that’s ok. I’d end up in your bed, but I’ll get to that later.
I’d see you on Valentine’s Day at a bar. I gave you no attention, which is why you danced on me. If you weren’t 5 foot, I would have liked it more, most of your butt was on my knee.
Your friend would send the message that you want to taste my tongue, but not in those words. And by a huge stroke of luck, a fight broke out in front of us, had it not been for that I wouldn’t be in the back seat of an Uber with you back to your place. Maybe you were ovulating because I didn’t say a word to you until I opened the car door.
That was the first time we had a relaxed and genuine conversation. I was “crazy” and “funny”, you were so good with words. I took my shot, bliss. Then a few months later I’d find your bed in Dallas.
Dinner turned into laughter, glances turned into romantic stares and kisses into gentle touches. I wanted so much more; we know how that turned out. If you ever read this, thank you for one of my favorite lessons.
