So, she totally pulled a stalker move and looked up our heroine's FB page to see if she had her phone number listed. AND SHE DID! So...our princess thought of something witty to say to keep her from looking like the stalker she was. She wrote a text message. She deleted it. She wrote another text message. She deleted it. She wrote another text message...reread it...changed one or two words...and hit SEND
That night, as our princess was putting the finishing touches on the Halloween cake balls and cleaning up, her phone rang. At 10:30 pm on 10/30. It said LE SIGH (actually, it said our heroine's name)! Our princess squealed with delight. Then her stomach got all flip floppy. Then she did a little happy dance. Then she realized she should probably answer the phone. And in her steadiest, most-nonchalant, and least GIRLIE SQUEALY voice, she began the conversation that would set the precedence for the next 100 HOURS OF TALK TIME!!!
That, friends (and I totally consider you all friends, IRL or Bleeps), is the story of how LE SIGH came into my life. But the reason she is still in my life...well they are numerous.
Le Sigh thinks that I am incredible. She calls me just to tell me that she thinks that I am amazing. She gets me. I feel important. I feel special. I feel passion. She wants me...in every definition of the word. She is affectionate. She is very intense. She laughs. She makes me smile. When she calls, my stomach gets all flip floppy. She listens to me whine and complain. She tells me I am pretty and I believe it. I accept it as truth. Sometimes it feels as if someone gave her the Cliff Notes version of the Charisse Jones manual. She is smart. And funny.
There is nothing we haven't talked about. There is nothing that I have said that I have worried about it offending her. I feel so very comfortable with her. There hasn't been an awkward silence from the first day that we started speaking. Not to say that there are not silences, but they are not awkward. They are nice and comforting and consoling.
The only down side about Le Sigh...she lives 900 miles away. In New York. NEW YORK!!! But...even that is not a big deal. It doesn't feel like a big deal. We drove to "meet" each other recently. I was so worried that there would be an awkwardness to the meeting. There was none. I was concerned that there would be no physical spark despite the mental and emotional attraction that was there. There was definitely a physical attraction. The first words out of her mouth when I made it there (2:40 in the AM) were something about how beautiful I was. After an 8 hour drive, in the rain, and getting a speeding ticket, no one is beautiful. But she thought I was.
I am so happy. I have been keeping this to myself for nearly two months now. It has been so tough. But I didn't want to take the risk that it was just a fleeting thing or that it was too good to be true. I was afraid that if I actually wrote it all out, I would wake up and it would all have been a dream. But - I know now that is not going to happen. This is true. And it is real. And it is...intense. And I love it. I have never felt like this before. Ever.
I am going to New York in two weeks to spend a six days with her. TWO WEEKS!!! I can not believe it. It is going to be so fun. And amazing. And new. And exciting. And just....GREAT!!!
On that note...I am going to bed. I just had to finish this and get it out and "on paper" and written down. I have never felt emotions and feelings this deeply before. I have to tell you, I love this girl, Jennifer. *LE SIGH*