To Feel the Sun

I’m a cheeseball and proud of it.

“I realized after I left that night that I probably should have kissed her. Something about the look on her face. But hey, I’m a modern guy. A woman can make the first move. Plus my last relationship had hurt me a lot. But I made up for it two nights later. We went out to an Italian restaurant for her birthday. And one of the waiters gave her a birthday kiss. Then suddenly four more waiters are giving her birthday kisses. And I’m feeling a little jealous. And I’m drinking a lot of champagne. Then after dinner we went out to a club. And ‘Promiscuous Girl’ comes on by Nelly Furtado. And I’d been practicing my swing dancing. So I twirled her around like this. And then boom.”

“I’d been harboring a crush on him since 5th grade. But I thought: ‘I’m gonna be in the friend zone for a long time.’ Because I’m normally not the kind of person who’s liked in that way. But I thought, ‘Go for it.’ So I started flirting. I’d say things like, ‘You look nice.’ Or ‘I like your hair.’ Then we started going to different high schools, so we started texting a lot. And every once in awhile I’d use a heart emoji. Or a kiss emoji. And if he ever had to dress in a suit, he’d send me a picture. So things were going well. Then one day I had an orthodontist appointment near his school and we decided to meet at Starbucks. After his mom dropped him off, we went on a walk by the stream. Then we sat on a bench. And I saw him flip a coin. So I thought he was bored. But right after, he gave me a kiss.”

Leigh Ann Lunsford  (via ablogwithaview)

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“We’ve been friends for a long time. Both of us were married for forty years and both of our spouses passed away. A couple years after my husband died, he called me one night and invited me to a dance in New York. He wore a top hat and white tie, but he had a little too much to drink that night, and he fell into a snowdrift while he was walking me home. I couldn’t wait to see him again. The next morning I was sitting in my living room, reading the paper, and thinking: ‘Oh my God. Forty years of marriage. And here I am hoping that a man will call.”

Super You, Emily V. Gordon, p. 255 (via myprivatelibrary)

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