Wednesday, August 18, 2004
The Trouble with Getting Involved with Guys Who Already Have Boyfriends
Last sunday during the Church Street Fetish Fair, I felt a gentle carress on my right arm. By the time a friend pointed out the person who touched me among the crowd, the guy was already far away walking with his back turned. I felt a sudden bittersweet tug from inside.
The following is a short email I sent him yesterday. I stopped all communication with him in the past four months. Nonetheless, I often reminisce of our good times together and also wonder how he is faring in life:
thanks for brushing my hand and thanks for saying hello on sunday.
it was a pleasant surprise.
it drew the biggest grin across my face.
i wanted to run after you even for a little unsuspicious hug,
i just didn't want to put you on the spot and alarm your boyfriend.
but it was nice watching you walk away hand in hand with him.
it gave me goosebumps.
actually, thinking about it still does.
i know that i've been silent,
but i wanted to reiterate that no matter what i've said or what you've said,
i still care for you very deeply.
i think you know this, but i hope it doesn't get lost.
anyways, i guess that's all i can really say.
ps. i took note of the hot blonde surfer look you're sporting ;)
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