Monday, February 16, 2009

Mr. B

Ahhh yes. He makes me wait for a first kiss. That one moment when you know that the person you are holding makes your heart beat swiftly, and your knees quiver. That moment when your soul decides that this person IS the other half of you; making you one whole complete person.

That moment when you put all the pieces of the puzzle in your heart together and find that the picture is perfect. It only lasts a moment, but in that one moment you know. You know that this person is the other half of your whole being. This person is the one cupid made just for you.

I had kissed a lot of boys, A LOT!!! And I knew.

That date, Mr. B seemed more nervous than usual. He was bringing me home earlier than usual. I don't really even remember where we went, those details are not as important as that first kiss.

B pulled behind the elementary school. Parked the car, and asked me to dance. Weird, I thought. Okay. So next to the yellow mustang he took me in his arms, some 80's music in the background and we danced.

It was in that moment that I first felt his heart beating against mine, almost in sync with my own. Our breathing was too like a dance. And it was also that very moment that I noticed how SHORT I am next to him.

But in that moment I realized that I am his perfect match. I fit right under his arm, as if I were made for him and he for me. He leaned, my knees shook, I looked up and felt his breath, took in a whiff of his after shave, and his lips were against mine. Softly he kissed me, and suddenly my whole life made sense. The good, the bad, the uneasy and even the sad moments. I had lived through it all to get to that moment. And I knew. This IS the boy I want to spend the rest of my moments with.


devri said...

At least it is not a boring story to tell your children.. hee hee.

Great story, thanks.

Boy Mom said...

You should write romance novels!

Erin said...

Awww, so cute!

R Max said...

So how many boys did you kiss, exactly?

(Does he still have the yellow mustang?)

rachel said...

Wow. I bet right then he became the only first kiss you ever had (forget all the others :)

Barbaloot said...

You should officially be hired to write these excerpts for romance stories. Not many authors can make them as great as this.

Wendyburd1 said...

You are such a good writer!!!

How funny is it that as I was reading your post, I was watching Daytime's first gay couple get married on tv and their first kiss as newlyweds. And they were in CT, like me, because now CT is the go to destination for gay marriage...I was just like...weird. LOL!!

Shadow said...

this is lovely to read sweet girl! i'm gla you for THE one!

juvel said...


Seeker said...

great post...the love of your life ...nice that you...ummm...errr.. fit

Heatherlyn said...

I think that dancing beside the car is very sweet and romantic!

on marriage

'Will you, um, marry me?' I haven't seen you in weeks! You don't look happy or excited about the prospect of our marriage! You're asking me to give up my - my freedom, my joie de vivre for an institution that fails as often as it succeeds? And why should I marry you anyway? I mean, why do you wanna marry me? Besides some bourgeois desire to fulfill an ideal that society embeds in us from an early age to promote a consumer capitalist agenda?