Dear Blog
I was looking through my old journals today and I found an only entry from when I started seriously hanging out with Gerard (and before I knew he wasn’t interested in me at all). I thought I would add it here because I think it' is cute (a bit embarrassing, but cute) also because it made me smile. When Gerry get's home later I’ll show it to him.
Second/Third Semester of College
We had lunch today. It was fun, we sat with a couple of his friends in the cafeteria. They talked mostly about school and odd topics. After lunch I still had another hour before my class started. We decided to sit out on the grassy part of the campus. It was a sunny day, so we sat under a tree. Simon said he was a bit tired, so he wanted to take a short nap in the shade. As he doze off I read the article we would be seeing in class. I can´t say I remember what I read, it just seem like words on words… like it was sum strange language. My eyes kept vending over to watch Simon sleeping. A couple times blew air on him with my notebook. He looked different, like it was a dream watching him sleep. It felt like it was wrong… why was I next to him? Why did I worry about him? My last thought went to Nature itself…. “why do you tempt me and hurt me by showing me a handsome man, knowing I will never be loved by one?”
He opened his eyes, smiled and me and said: “why are you staring at me? Am I drooling?“
“You were snoring” I said. “softly, but you were snoring.”
He smiled, stretched and held my hand in silence for a couple minutes. I think my heart stopped for that minute we held hands. They fit perfectly together.
“Do you have plans for Friday 27th?” I asked.
“No, I do not think so. Why do you ask”
“I have an extra ticket to go to the upcoming Ballet show. Do you want to come?”
“Sure! I would love to go.”
That was one of the first times we went to an event together. I can’t remember what the Ballet was about, probably some romantic corny story, but I had a wonderful time with him. I remember the event ending too soon for my liking.
A year later, after we became close friends I admitted to Gerard that I had the biggest crush on him. He smiled and gave me his usual reply “Honey, You’re not exactly my type.” To this day, I wonder if he really knew that I had a big crush on him.
I guess that since he is my husband I should automatically assume he knew, and tell people we had a crush on each other for years. My grandmother used to tell me “You two have been an item since College. He should make up his mind and marry you!” I used to laugh whenever she would say that.
I’m very fond of Gerard and I am happy with him, but it’s fun to look back into the scrapbook and find fond memories.
Till Next Time
Desirae Valdespino
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