Younger boy
My cousin graduated from college in May 2004. She had a party at my uncles house. It was great. Outdoor BBQ, Mariachi's (as always at our parties) and Kareoke DJ. We had sooooo much fun. I met a boy, T, there and he happened to be my cousins, boyfriends, cousin. Got that? Anyway, I met him that day and we danced all night and sang all night. We had a blast. Come to find out, he was only 21 and I was 27. He was such a cutie, I decided "what have I got to lose?" I knew I wouldn't marry him, so I though I'd just have fun. And we did. For about 3 months. He was always at my house or we were out partying. It was great. He was pretty mature for being only 21, but of course at times, his age shined through.
The last straw happened in August of that year. I had taken him with me to SF to my friends birthday party at a bar. The WHOLE night he was like my shadow. I couldn't even sneak to the bathroom w/o waiting for me right outside the door. Needless to say, I was getting very irritated. And he knew it.
We stayed at my friends house that night in SF. The next morning, I drove us back home to my house and he got in his car and I went inside my house. Never to hear from him again.
August of this year, my cousin and her boyfriend got married. I saw T there. We saw eachother, hugged and chatted on and off through the night. I apologized for being such a bitch to him always. He said to me "I may be young, but I don't have put up with that shit.". Yeah, ok, I get it. I didn't have the heart to ever tell him why I was such a bitch to him.
Anyway, we decided to remain friends and hang out sometime. Not like the year before. We were together almost everyday. We've talked a few times since the wedding in August of this year.
I came home lastnight from dinner with BFF and her husband. As I was unlocking the front door, I saw a note sticking out of the door. I opened it and it read:
Hey Val. I was just driving by and thought I'd see if you were home. I got a new phone, so I don't have your phone number anymore. Please call me when you get a chance. T.D.
I thought that was so sweet.
The last straw happened in August of that year. I had taken him with me to SF to my friends birthday party at a bar. The WHOLE night he was like my shadow. I couldn't even sneak to the bathroom w/o waiting for me right outside the door. Needless to say, I was getting very irritated. And he knew it.
We stayed at my friends house that night in SF. The next morning, I drove us back home to my house and he got in his car and I went inside my house. Never to hear from him again.
August of this year, my cousin and her boyfriend got married. I saw T there. We saw eachother, hugged and chatted on and off through the night. I apologized for being such a bitch to him always. He said to me "I may be young, but I don't have put up with that shit.". Yeah, ok, I get it. I didn't have the heart to ever tell him why I was such a bitch to him.
Anyway, we decided to remain friends and hang out sometime. Not like the year before. We were together almost everyday. We've talked a few times since the wedding in August of this year.
I came home lastnight from dinner with BFF and her husband. As I was unlocking the front door, I saw a note sticking out of the door. I opened it and it read:
Hey Val. I was just driving by and thought I'd see if you were home. I got a new phone, so I don't have your phone number anymore. Please call me when you get a chance. T.D.
I thought that was so sweet.
posted by Valerie at 2:03 PM
5 Comments:
awww..now that IS sweet!
and six years is nothing... ;~)
phew i thought u were going to say 'why not have some fun with him... in bed!'
:D
ooh...i love shit like that! very very thoughtful and surprising.
i always tell my friends "even if they left a blade of grass under my windshield wiper, i'd be happy"
yeah...aim low..it's worth it.
It's so weird that you wrote this post b/c I was just having this internal debate about this guy who asked me out. He's 23 and I'm 28...
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