Making memories…at least I am

We were finally able to spend time together.  She was working her normal schedule and he was free in the evenings.  His meetings ran long Monday so he wasn’t able to come over until later, but he spent the night.  Tuesday he came over a little earlier and we went for dinner before coming back to my place.  He spent the night again.

We were able to talk, face-to-face, sit side by side, hold hands.  And then we were able to go to bed, hold each other, make love, fall asleep in each other’s arms, and then wake up beside each other the next morning.

It was good, it was amazing, it was normal.  We were a couple.

He left this morning to return home, to his office, to work.  She came home this afternoon.  Things returned to the other normal.  The Wednesday through Sunday normal for all of us.  Him at home, her back at home, and me alone, at my home.

But for those two nights, I had him and he had me.  We were able to relax, breath, experience the happiness we both feel when we’re together.  We were able to get a glimpse of what we could have if she left and we had the chance to be together, dating, like a real couple should.

Things are right when we’re together.  We are comfortable and at ease, talking, sharing, laughing.  He’s able, if only for those two evenings, to forget the stress of being around her, the tension of not knowing when she’ll snap and about what.  I get to pretend, for only those two evenings, he chooses me.

Being together is nice.  Anticipating the intimacy, his body pressed against me, his lips gently touching mine.

He gave me his schedule for the next 4 – 5 weeks.  I don’t want to expect it, get overly excited, and lose sight of the fact there might and likely will be changes.  I still haven’t commented on it.  He hasn’t questioned me about not making any comments.

I think I’ve decided to play it by ear.  I hope to see him next Monday and Tuesday.  And the next, and the next, and the next.  If something comes up and we’re not able to spend them together, we’ll be together again as soon as we’re able.  Just like we always have.

 

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