Tuesday, January 5, 2010

The Story pt.2

I'm having a rough night. {i will not cry. i will not cry. i will not cry} Just memories. I miss the closeness, the bond that was shared. How I could come home from a rough night's work and just unwind. I can't describe it, but you know the feeling. I miss having one person who truly understands me. I miss my support. My emotions are all over the wall right now.

Regardless-
here's another chapter in my story.
Enjoy.


If you missed Part I, be sure to check out the first half of this story before reading this. It’ll save you a lot of confusion…

Where did we leave off? Hmmm… that’s right. Christmas break. I had a boyfriend. That boy wasn’t him. Jealousy set in.

That break was an interesting one… one of the fastest I’ve ever experienced. I had flown down to Florida to be with my boyfriend and to ring in the new year. While I was waiting for my plane, Former and I talked for over an hour (which was the first long conversation in over 6 months via telephone). Whatever… he just missed me… or was bored... no biggie. It was nice to catch up... and better than staring thru the glass overlooking the runway. That gets old real quick.

Got a few random texts from him after that… just kind of blew them off. One or two more hour long conversations on the telephone and before I knew it… he was inviting me to a hockey game on Valentine’s Day. Wait- I had a boyfriend. I was supposed to be spending that day with the boyfriend. Not my best friend… huh?

Random texts became more frequent- what are you doing? Who are you with? How’s your boyfriend? Can we do dinner soon… just like old time... and please leave ahem, your boyfriend at home...

After countless fights with the boyfriend over this guy, I finally decided to take the plunge. I called Former out. Told him we had to talk. Why all of the sudden are you texting me and calling me… wondering what I’m doing and who I’m with all the time? Oh… and the whole dinner thing- do you honestly think it’s ok for me to go to dinner with you (which you paid for) while my boyfriend sits at home? errrr… And Valentine’s Day? That’s a day you spend with your special someone, not your best friend.

It was during this conversation that I heard what every Disney Princess secretly wishes to hear. He told me that he was a fool for ignoring the signs that I liked him and for letting me go. He told me that I was everything that he could ever hope for in a spouse and more. He told me I was his very best friend and he’d be stupid for passing me up and not giving us a chance to be something more. And with that- he was hoping for a second chance. A second chance to be something more than my best friend; a second chance to be a man and commit to me.

My heart melted. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. The man of my dreams was telling me that he liked me? He had feelings for me? He wanted to be with me…. Exclusively? No more of this “we’re just friends” game we’d been playing for so long?

A month later- February 21, 2008- in the parking lot at Wendy’s after a lunch date, he asked me to be his exclusive girlfriend. I giggled like a little schoolyard girl for weeks. And just when I would stop giggling, he would hold my hand or kiss me and I would start all over again.

Life was perfect. I laughed and giggled without stopping. I even will go as far to say that I had an extra skip in my step on my way to class every morning.

That spring semester was filled with late-night talks, a ton of cuddling, date nights, and lots of kissing. I had never been so in love in my life, or more comfortable {you know the John Mayer song, comfortable... youtube the live version and listen to the words, that was us}. He always told me- “it just feels right being with you.” He charmed me with his sweet words: “I can’t believe a guy like me got a girl like you…” “God blessed me above and beyond anything I could have ever asked for with you…” “I couldn’t imagine being with anyone else.” It was like music to my soul. He thought I was sexy. He couldn’t get enough of me. He even started telling me that he couldn’t wait to buy a ring and make me his wife,. Deep down, this is most girl’s desire- to have a man chase and pursue her and tell her that she’s everything he ever wanted and more. I was just sailing, so thankful that my dreams had finally come true. I finally understood why I had gone through everything I had gone through with relationships- to find this one. You know exactly what I mean... there’s thousands of songs that sing exactly what I’m trying to say.

Spring turned to summer… one of the happiest summers of my life. I was carefree in many ways. I had the love of my life living ten minutes away. I had my own place for the summer. I had a pretty laid- back job. Days were spent by the pool or planting flowers in my beloved flower gardens and nights were spent grilling out or talking outside on the porch. We constantly did things together- lunch at a cute restaurant downtown. Going to friend’s houses after work. Late nights turned early mornings playing Rock Band. It was pure bliss in every way possible.


The next few posts will probably be tough to get through.
Stay tuned.
Love you all.

12 comments:

MuLtI-CoLoReD SPRINKLES said...

I am proud of you, I love you and you are almost there to the other side...keep truck you sexy mama! LOVE YOU!

Gwen said...

I Love You!!! That's all I have to say for now!!! XOXO

Rasha (andthisiswhatshesaid) said...

So now the feeling.... Love you... Waiting on the rest....

Niks La Mode. said...

So brave for sharing this waiting for more u can do it!!!

Sam said...

i love that you are letting us into your story. i'm still trying to get over my ex. God, I feel like I'm posting this all over everyone's blog and I'm sure everyone's annoyed with it! I'm getting there though. Can't wait to read the rest of your story.

dreaming in pink and green said...

Aw, babe...thank you so much for telling us your story. it definitely helps us to understand what's going on so much more and it's probably so good for you to be able to write it out even though its so tough. we're here for you while your heart heals.

xoxo

TraceyLeigh said...

I am so proud of you for being so strong. Let it all out... we are here. Writing is therapeutic, isn't it?

Anna said...

hi ema leigh! hope it is ok i have been following your blog! i'm new to blogging myself but already have found some incredible people with truly amazing stories. i met your mom because of a photo shoot she did with me and my very new husband. but i just wanted to encourage you in telling your story. it was not long ago that my story was much like yours with many similar elements. it was the hardest time in my life and i honestly didn't think i would make it. but here i am, in a much different place in life but with quite a few scars. life can be so cruel. but it is amazing to see how you still find beauty in so much even though you are hurting more than ever. i really admire your attitude. and the process of telling your story will bring you so much healing. i know that is how it was for me. so i just wanted to encourage you a little bit. you're inspiring!

dreaming in pink and green said...

I left you something on my blog. Hope all is well with you xoxo

Miss Kate said...

This is so brave what you're doing, I hope you know. We all love you and are always here for you. <3

molly YEH! said...

i've been a bad blog friend!
i'm back and i'm following your story. i'm so sorry ou cried on christmas :-( i did that once. wait. twice. it is poopy. keep your head up girlie

twenty something gurl said...

I love your blog. Can't wait to read the rest. Encore. Encore!