It's time, to be honest, open, and transparent again. Today I wanted to talk about love, my first real love. Not puppy love, but love with someone who I thought I'd spend the rest of my life with. The relationship seemed like it was out of a fairytale. I was in love and love loved me.
We met on an online dating app (that I will not name). It was all a matter of like, a direct message in my inbox, and that was it. I liked his profile and of course, I showed it to all my girlfriends to get their stamp of approval before I responded back. Breezing past all of the messages sent back and forth we ended up setting a date to meet in person. I met him at his place of residence, he let me inside and we talked for a while. Now the Tasha today kind of knows better than to go to a stranger's house alone, by herself. But luckily at the time I somehow had my wits about me and sent my location to my friends.
When I tell I dressed up for this date, I dressed up. I wore my favorite magenta T-shirt dress with a cute pair of wedges. I put on my favorite jewelry, did my make up, and put on my favorite perfume. When I showed up to his place of residence I was excited. I called him to let him know that I had arrived, when he answered the door he greeted me in a pair of basketball shorts, a tank top, and slides......what the heck?! We went inside and talked for a while. We kissed and you would think some PG-13 stuff would happen after that, but it didn't. Instead of partaking in a PG-13 activity, we did something rated G. We took a nap, yes, I said a nap. We took a nap together. And when I told my friends about it later they named all the bad things that could have happened if things went left. After our nap I got ready to leave, Lord knows where I was headed. But he asked me to be his girlfriend and I said "yes".
From that day on, we practically spent every day together. I think we were in love from the very beginning. Love at first nap. We were willing to explore the world together, challenge each other, and love each other. I feel like we said "I love you" within the first few months of dating. To some, that may seem fast, but to me, at the time it was just right. I loved this person and I couldn't imagine myself without him. It wasn't puppy love, it was something more.
One of the things I loved about this relationship is that we had an open style of communication. We rarely argued and if we did it was quickly resolved. I was head over heels in love. I wanted to marry him, get a house with him, have kids with him, and just spend the rest of my life taking naps with him. I was deeply in love. Loving him was as easy as breathing or blinking. It was second nature. I thought of him all the time and I saw him in my dreams. He was with me always. I had never felt love like this before nor did I think I could feel love like this. Everything was picture perfect until......
To be continued...
Another day as an adult (who was in love).....damn,
Tasha
Great cliffhanger....