I noticed his 19th birthday on Facebook, and in the likely infested cafeteria, received my first hug. When I learned he was having pizza at his dorm for his big day, I said absolutely not. I had a girlfriend call him up and tell him we were taking him out to eat.
He got my number from that girlfriend with strictly platonic intentions about a King's Cake I wanted to give away. It's a cajun thing. One night I wanted to go running, and obviously didn't want to go alone in the dark. I texted him to ask if that was his sort of thing. And that's where it all began.
I looked forward to every single freezing night. I ignored my burning lungs and tired legs, but could never overlook the butterflies throughout my body. I was never sure if he felt the same, but our late nights were always accompanied by friendly conversation.
Boyfriend does not like math. I was consistently offering my assistance. We were going to the lake one day with some friends, and he needed some quick help before our trip. So he said. It was a trick! He grabbed my hand, told me how much he liked me, and said Can I ask you a serious question now? I shook my head and we went to the lake.
Little did I know, I hurt his feelings. Here's the thing. I didn't want to ruin what we had. I was having so much darn fun crushing on him. I didn't want the excitement to end, and I surely didn't want to lose such a wonderful friend. So when he asked me again weeks later one evening before a school play, I said no again.
Don't worry, you know how this turns out.
Eventually, he sent me a take it or leave it text. I had until the end of the semester to tell him what I wanted to do, which I'm pretty sure was about two or three weeks.
Storms were bad that year, and the power went out one night. I woke up at 4AM that morning and texted him:
If I told you Yes to your question would you know what I was talking about?
The "serious question"
And that was that. It was May 2, 2011.
piece and love,
**I wish I could have provided more details, but the memories are jumbled up in my head with no trace of chronology.