O K. I don’t know how to put it in words. I’m happy. I was happy. but now I’m happy even more because of new person in my life. I don’t know what will be next, but at the moment I can’t stop s-miling.
We found each other few months (years?) ago, I found him because he did tattoo for my friend. I enjoyed his work so I followed him. He followed back. We never spoke but we liked each other pictures, not a big deal.
We started “talking” 1.01.2019, random stuff at first - I said him that he look good in moustache. O K. Then we talked a little bit from time to time about b-ooks and movies. Still not a big deal.
Last month, he was coming to my city to one of tattoo studios (my friends studio actually) to make tattoos. I asked him if he wants any advice what to do in the city and if he’s looking for a guide. He chose guide. Me.
So we met 16.02 in real life. I was nervous but didn’t expect anything than meeting a new (handsome) friend from other city. But he seems so nice (he even booked my friend’s tattoo to later that day so we could have more time for breakfast). We l-aughed, we talked, we looked into each other’s eyes. He was so kind to me and joyful. I walked with him to studio to meet my friend and hold his h-and. We still had eyes on each other. But when tattoo was done we had to say goodbye. It was weird because I didn’t want to, but I knew that this is it, he need to stay and work. Me and my friend went to cafe nearby to eat something, and we gossip about him how nice he was and how it would be c-ool to meet him again. But still I didn’t know what he thinks about me. After about an hour someone opened the d-oor in cafe. It was him, with a s-mile on his face. He asked if he can join us because he have a few minutes to eat something. How could I say no? I thought that I will order something too to still sit with him, unfortunately kitchen was closed. He - without even asking - gave me half of his dish. Excuse me? What? Who are you? He ate his half, gave me the plate, with a s-mile, and said goodbye again.
Then few days after I had b-irthday - we talked at first meeting that he wants to give me one of his drawings (because I asked if he sells them) - I drunk a little bit of a wine so I had courage to text him that he can pick whatever he wants because I will be pleased with anything he made. No worries. He wishes me beautiful things, Paris, and a lot of l-ove that I couldn’t handle. Then he asked - when he can come to give me the g-ift. W H A T ? He told me that he will be next weekend, because he wants to knew me better, because he felt something. My h-eart was beating like crazy. My head was in clouds already. I couldn’t believed it. You? Me? Like me? Everyday I was checking if it’s not a dream. It was, but in real life.
He came on Friday 1.03, but didn’t want to met that day because he was tired after training and travel, and he wanted to be “alive” when he meets me. We met on Saturday morning for a breakfast. And didn't left each other till Monday. (o k, we had 3h separate just for a small nap on Sunday).
That was the most beautiful weekend since I could remember. We talked about everything. We said what we want, I know what he thinks about me, and I know how he feel about us. There is no misunderstanding, no second thoughts. We want to date and date just us. No other people. Didn’t said that we are couple already but we are exclusive.
And this is something that I can’t believe still. He is so warm, inteligent, funny, mature, thoughtful, kind. He is everything. And I’m “a-fraid” that I’m falling for him. And Im not mad about that. Can’t wait for more.
More is tomorrow because I’m going to his city for a weekend.