Monday, May 14, 2012

Lisamichele17 Week 104: A Tale of Two Cities


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A Tale of Two Cities


Bella and I truly did talk about how our relationship was going to work with her being in Seattle and me being in Portland. It was rational, and I showed her with own body that we could make this work. My god, that last night, we spent together lingers in my mind.

Her face.

Her sounds.

How receptive she was to my touch.

One month of being back in Portland my mind was not rational. I missed her. The way we were together. In three days, it would be the weekend.

Three long days.

I cannot tell you how many times I found myself in my shower and thinking about her. Laying in bed, thinking about her. Talking to her, wanting to be nearer to her.

I spent my days working on the curriculum for the upcoming year. I cannot tell you how many times I thought to myself. Screw this. Get a job in Seattle, so I could be closer to Bella, but I also knew that I had a responsibility, that I promised that I would be back this year.

I never thought of asking Bella to move to Portland. It was too soon. She's so close to her family, and I never could think of myself as the bad guy to take her away from them.

Every time we talked, I found myself falling in love with her more and more. I love her mind even more than her body. She's smart. She's beautiful on the inside and out. She gives her love freely, and I am the luckiest man in the world to be with her.

This Friday, I’ll take the Amtrak from Portland. She insisted with the train because the commute coming and going to Seattle on a Friday was hellish. Plus, she loved being able to meet me at the train station in Seattle when I got there. I could not tell her no, and every reunion with her was full of passion and love. We would spend our days and nights together. I met her friends. Her family. I never stressed that I would get along with them. I had nothing to hide.

The love I had for Bella was obvious.