On this Valentine's Day
Feb. 13th, 2004 11:43 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
judecorpI remember riding in the car with her father. I hadn't seen her in at least five years. She knocked on Jodie's door and I let her in, and I am so glad I had to go into the other room to collect my things because I was sputtering and making a fool of myself. We arrived at her family's home and ducked downstairs into her bedroom, where she closed the door and asked if she could hug me because she had been waiting forever.
I must have hugged that girl a ton of times when we hung out together, I thought, but it felt so new and so exotic and so warm that perhaps we never did - perhaps we were too shy. And we hugged for several minutes, and that feeling of her body against me that I've grown so accustomed to was so fresh and raw and I was weak-kneed.
We got into her Jeep and drove through New Jersey and into Delaware, and somewhere about 45 minutes from our destination she asked to hold my hand. And I gave it to her and she held it in her lap and it was electric. And we got to the beach house where our friends were waiting, and I didn't want to get out of the Jeep because we had suspended time and space and I didn't want to lose that. We went into the party and stayed long enough to drop off our things in our room and took off to walk the beach, where we were both too proud and too set on "doing the right thing" to be honest with each other.
We got drunk, and with Liquid Courage I was able to sneak a few minutes of alone time with her. I asked her to climb to the roof deck with me, and I told her to sit in the chair. I sat facing her and burrowed my body in the warmth of her clothing. I learned to love the smell of her skin right then. And I told her to kiss me, and she chose to listen to me at that moment, and she complied and our lips met and my future... nay, /our/ future, flashed before my eyes as the waves crashed and the salt kicked up into the air and the cold froze us in our spots. We stood, two popsicles with warm cores, and faced the ocean, where she held me until I turned to kiss her again.
On this Valentine's Day, I remember a girl at a beach party who fell in love. On this Valentine's Day, I thank the heavens for a brief moment of clairvoyance. On our next Valentine's Day, we will be legal.
I must have hugged that girl a ton of times when we hung out together, I thought, but it felt so new and so exotic and so warm that perhaps we never did - perhaps we were too shy. And we hugged for several minutes, and that feeling of her body against me that I've grown so accustomed to was so fresh and raw and I was weak-kneed.
We got into her Jeep and drove through New Jersey and into Delaware, and somewhere about 45 minutes from our destination she asked to hold my hand. And I gave it to her and she held it in her lap and it was electric. And we got to the beach house where our friends were waiting, and I didn't want to get out of the Jeep because we had suspended time and space and I didn't want to lose that. We went into the party and stayed long enough to drop off our things in our room and took off to walk the beach, where we were both too proud and too set on "doing the right thing" to be honest with each other.
We got drunk, and with Liquid Courage I was able to sneak a few minutes of alone time with her. I asked her to climb to the roof deck with me, and I told her to sit in the chair. I sat facing her and burrowed my body in the warmth of her clothing. I learned to love the smell of her skin right then. And I told her to kiss me, and she chose to listen to me at that moment, and she complied and our lips met and my future... nay, /our/ future, flashed before my eyes as the waves crashed and the salt kicked up into the air and the cold froze us in our spots. We stood, two popsicles with warm cores, and faced the ocean, where she held me until I turned to kiss her again.
On this Valentine's Day, I remember a girl at a beach party who fell in love. On this Valentine's Day, I thank the heavens for a brief moment of clairvoyance. On our next Valentine's Day, we will be legal.
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Date: 2004-02-14 05:11 am (UTC)no subject
I used to write more often. I kept a paper journal full of poetry and scraps of prose, and since the advent of the "real world" and LiveJournal, I haven't done much of that. Your compliment means a lot to me. I long to find my words again.
(That's why I got
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Date: 2004-02-14 05:22 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-02-14 02:17 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-02-14 05:29 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-02-14 02:18 pm (UTC)Thank you for getting off the roof.
I feel like I/we owe so much to you - not for getting off the roof, but... you know.
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Date: 2004-02-14 08:53 am (UTC)Wow. Just wow. *starry eyed* That is incredibly sweet.
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bueno
Date: 2004-02-14 03:19 pm (UTC)Re: bueno
Re: bueno
Date: 2004-02-15 02:08 pm (UTC)And Happy VD to you two.
(That never quite sounds right, does it.)
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Date: 2004-02-19 04:14 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-02-14 06:37 pm (UTC)and hi. i added you.
i couldn't resist.
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Date: 2004-02-19 04:15 pm (UTC)Sorry things took a depressing slant after you added me. I assure you IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT!!