Where I met my partner?
We met at a private party. This does not sound so romantic I know. However there was I climbing the stair making my way to the entrance, she was walking in the opposite direction her head down and she looked unhappy. I said to myself "Why is this beautiful darkie looking so sad?" I was startled for at that moment she looked up and looked straight at me then bent her head and continued down the stair.
How we fell in love
Music played I joined my friends we laughed and tried shouting to each other above the music, drinks in hand I was having a good time but all the while her face, the sadness in her pretty eyes seem to remain etched in my mind. I could not shake this stranger image from my mind. I decided to go look for her I excused myself from my friends " Guys I'll be back." I said and I went to walk along the dark room which was only lit by the dancehall lights these blinking slow then fast making everything seem to be moving in slow motion lights.
At length I did see her. I could not forget that face. Yes that had to be her. I went closer to the person, she was dancing with someone a drink in her hand. I felt awkward yet I stayed close. I did not want her to slip away from me. So I danced by myself in a corner not to far from her (in that way I could look at her, although he room was dark I could see the outline of her face and she was beautiful.
She started dancing slowly and seductively her head was lowered and she danced alone then suddenly she was looking at me looking at her. This time she danced but she kept her eyes fixed on me. Looking deep into my eyes as she danced slowly and seductively to the music, her hips in a slow wine rotating s..l..o...w..l..y, I was in a trance I could not take my eyes off of her she seem to pull me closer and closer to her. I knew not when my feet took me over to were she was dancing but all I knew is that I was dancing there right besides her. I was so close I could feel her breath on my cheeks her beast pressed closely against mine, I was captured.
We danced as though we were making love right there on the dance floor. My hips rotating slowly in rythymn with hers our bodies pressed so closely to each other I could feel her every curve. I wanted her, and I knew she wanted me too. "What is your name?" I asked her she told me. but that was all for she would not give me her number " I would like to see you again. Can I have your number?" but she would not give me.
After that party I was in chaos I had to see her again. A week went by I was going out of my mind. I called one of my friends and asked her if she could get the guest list and numbers of the persons invited to that party. Friends of friends someone had to know her. I was right someone did know her and that was how I got her number. Sounds cheezy? well don't judge me yet.
I called her only to learn that she had been admiring me for almost five years. My neighbor.
Advice
- She practically saw me every other day and I never paid any attention to her.
- She wondered if I were Gay, but she loved me before I even new she existed.
- My advice If you want something go after it. Don't give up!
