The New M.E. Generation











I did take a break of speaking with Alex for a while, and so did he. I had no idea of his whereabouts, and his lack of communication made me feel he was still pretty upset with me.

I kept telling myself that the best thing to do was not making any effort in contacting him in any way. But Thanksgiving was coming up and the sentiment behind this holiday was making me reconsider this situation.

For me it was a time to put aside all those bad feelings and come together for the blessings received during the year. This included having meeting him and his friendship.

Maybe the timing is perfect to clear out all that happened before and start (or end) in a much favorable way.

But I was wrong, yet again. He didn’t answer my call nor returned it, leaving me with a bittersweet aftertaste. It made me feel he was still totally upset with me. Even more, he couldn’t put aside how he felt and appreciate my ‘peace treaty’ attempt.

I can accept he doesn’t want anything with me, but not even having the courtesy to thank me and wish me well? Ouch! That’s such a killer.

So, in the end, I ‘ended’ where it all started; alone and without a friend, guy or anything. He made his choice and there’s nothing else for me to do.

I tried to come to terms with it and can only conclude that it was not meant to be. Blame it on timing, our insecurities, our past, the change of weather, whatever.

Was it worth it? Don’t know and I’m not going to dwell on it.

All I can say is, ‘it happened.’ That’s it.

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Ivan and I were having a great time when ‘the call’ was received. So, as agreed, I stayed at the bar waiting for his return while he drove his employer tot the event.

He ordered a drink for me and left. I was now pretty much the only there still. So I just layed back and enjoyed my drink, and myself, the best way I could.

After a while, I started to get nervous. Where on Earth did he drive her to? I hope he’s coming back.

He did, after about an hour later (thank goodness). He had a face that he made it back as fast as he could, which, needless to say, called for a drink.

We picked up the conversation, munched on some pizza, and had a great time. The best part of the night, so far, was that the employer was taking a long time to call again.

When we completed our drinks and food, Ivan suggested taking a walk outside the bar. he felt that ‘the other call’ would happen any time now.

There was a marina close by so we headed that way to look at the boats and else. I couldn’t help my attraction to him so I kept pointing at the yachts to distract him away from this energy that was emanating from me.

We kept walking and talking, when, yes! It happened.

He kissed me.



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