We fell in love just staying in contact. We met by chance. Both of us working late night in the entertainment industry. You liked me but decided to try and talk to my friend. However, we kept in contact as just friends. I didn't want to break girl code.
When you found out I was single, you told me the truth. How you wanted to talk to me but decided against it when you were told I had a man at home. I've always respected you for that. I admitted I had a crush on you as well but it didn't go any further. Once again, we stayed friends.
An event came up, and we realized we both would be there, working again. You- preforming on stage, me- making sure everything went smoothly and the crowd stayed in control. There was an empty room with under 10 people in there because it was meant for the hosts of the party and performers. Both of us fit the description so we were in that fairly empty room. We talked & talked. About life, you giving me compliments on how good I looked & what would it take for me to be yours. Little do you know, you had me blushing from ear to ear, and I realized at that moment, I was falling for you. Those feelings were kept private though. I didn't want to be let down if you didn't feel the same way. So I buried them, deep.
I moved away to a different state and you contacted me. It was after months of not speaking. We didn't have a falling out, we just stoped hitting each other up. When I seen the text message came from you, the butterflies grew. We made small talk, "how you been", "where are you". This time things changed. We both wanted to be in a relationship with each other but the distance wasn't going to work. So we decided when I moved back, I would be yours. When I moved back, it didn't happen that way.
When I moved back, I don't think we talked at all. We both were busy within our own lives. Kids and whatnot. Somethings happened within my life that caused me to move back out of state, to the same state again.
This time, it was over a year before we talked again. I started working with another person in the same industry but where I now called my home. I contacted you for music for him to hear & we made small talk but that's it. End of convo. A few months later I was scrolling on Instagram and seen a contest post that was perfect for you. I sent it to you. No message or explanation, just a screen shot. You asked if I believed in you & I told you "I always have & always will."
It's around the time of my birthday & I decided I wanted to come home and visit family & friends. So I flew back home for just the weekend. You claimed you wanted to see me and I even got a room for just us two but you didn't want to make the drive so I said forget it. I was done trying. I decided to enjoy my weekend and fly back at the end of it. That's what I did.
Months later it was time for me to move home for good. And I did. With a new baby on a way, I wanted to be around family. My pregnancy went smooth and later on we were in contact again. Idk what happened with that conversation but that's when I noticed something. You had a pattern of texting and then wouldn't respond and we would always stop talking. Me, never being one to chase a guy, I just let the conversation end.
After 2 summers, here you going texting me again. This time asking me for help. You told me you needed someone who believed in you to help get you to where you wanted to be and I said I would help. Somehow the conversation turned into me and you. This time I guess you weren't playing any games. You confessed you how really felt. You said you wanted me to be yours and only yours and that you've been in love with me for years but life got in the way. I honestly didn't know what to think. "Did I feel the same way". I did, but I was scared of getting hurt. I said fuck it and admitted my feelings for you as well. I was in love with you too but I couldn't understand how. We never were intimate with one another and the most touching we've ever done was a "church hug". But we were two people who were in love with each other. And we knew the difference. We both had failed relationships and were way past the age of playing games. We knew the difference between puppy love, lust and real love. This was real love. Honestly, it felt good knowing you loved me and it was for who I was. Not for what I could do for you or what I could do to you but just who I was.
After all these years. We decided to finally meet up again. It was for business and pleasure. We met at a motel and it made me feel uneasy. Like here I am knowing I'm about to have sex with him and that's it. Where does it go from here? I wanted to leave but you were already on your way. I was sooo excited and nervous to see you but I felt sleazy. We couldn't hang out or go somewhere to eat, we had to be in a motel. But it was the place I picked so whatever.
You arrived and I felt like I was in high school all over again. I was shy as hell and nervous. I don't know why because this was our chance. I could tell you were too and it was cute. We talked and talked and I kept thinking, "I could see myself with him. I can be his".
Eventually I made the first move and you were very accepting of it. You kissed and rubbed me with so much passion, it made my feelings for you deeper. I was falling in love with you even more. You caressed my body like it was silk and kissed me all over as if you'll never see me again. I felt the love behind it all.
The first stroke felt like "finally" for both of us. That moment was long over due. It was what we both craved for for years. The second stoke was all pleasure. It was what we both wanted and needed from each other. After that, we let go of everything that was holding us back and just sexually enjoyed each other. We were in love.
We went our separate ways and I couldn't stop thinking about everything. I was cloud nine. While on my way to my destination, your song came on in my car speakers. I couldn't believe it was you. The person I was in love with and just made love too.
Stay tuned for part 2....
