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I wanted to go so bad. But I didn't have a date.
I'm just not a " ask a girl for a date " kinda guy. I guess thats why I don't have a date.
I could be happy just going and listening to the music, chatting with friends. Don't really need to dance.
It would be a very boring Friday night if I didn't go because all my friends were going.
I never took " being alone " very well, so I decided to go.
The school gym was packed. I think every kid enrolled was there and perhaps a few that weren't.
The band seemed " rocking " and that pleased me.
I found myself a corner, so I could see the whole floor, got myself a glass of punch ( non spiked damm it ) and I was good.
I watched my friends with their dates, moving and grooving to the music. When the slow ones were being played, I felt alittle saddened because I didn't have a nice girl to hold on too of my own.
As the band took a break and the dance floor cleared my eyes caught the eyes of a girl across the room.
She was the " new kid " transferred in from another school across the city.
I didn't know anything about her, her name or anything. We'd pass in the halls, making very short eye contact but thats it.
A couple of times I would look over only to find her looking back.
When the band started up again, she got up and went to get herself a drink.
This time instead of returning to her side of the room and her seat, she came over and stood close to me..
After a while she asked me if I was as shy about dancing in front of people as she was?
I didn't hear her so I said " pardon me ". This time she leaned close, put her hand on my shoulder and whispered in my ear what she said before.
I kinda melted. I somehow found the words to reply to her. I told her I wasn't shy about dancing its just that I didn't have a date and to have me dancing by myself would be kinda goofy.
She said she would dance with me if I'd like.
Well....I liked. I liked....alot.
Next song we were up dancing and she danced rather well.
I asked her about that and she said she danced all the time in her room in front of a full length mirror.
The song ended as before I started to head back to my seat she asked " do you dance the slow ones too "?
Right then and there, she had my heart.I turned toward her held out my arms and she just stepped in and molded her body into mine.
We never left the floor and we danced every song after that, slow ones ,fast ones.
As the night was winding down, I asked if I could walk her home ?
She said she was hopping that I would ask.
We became boyfriend and girlfriend that night.
We were always together, at school, after school, weekends.
She was my biggest fan as I played all the normal school sports.
She would even show up for practices.
She would cheer like a crazy lady if I did something good but if I got banged up, she'd cry.
She was my first sexual partner and it was such a enjoyable time for both of us.
We were both tender and considerate toward each other during our times in bed.
We talked about the future, our future. We seemed to heading in the same direction.
We planned on being together forever.
But as you all know, things change and not always for the better.
I went to her place one night to find here crying.
She told me that her father had got transferred and the family would be moving.
Moving far enough that we would be no longer able to see each other.
We talked about running away together but really that wasn't a option.
The day she left she gave me a letter . She made me promise to read it after she left and every time I thought of her, I was to read it again.
Through my tears I watch her and her family drive off.
I went home to my room and opened her letter.
She wrote that if what we had was true love then it was going to be hard to find another. She said she never had liked anyone as much as she liked me. She told me that her happiest times were when we were in bed holding each other. She told me she loved me and always would.
We kept in contact for the next 6 or 7 months but then the calls and the letters were getting more and more spaced out.
We were both moving on with our lives.
But once again, I had lost someone that meant a awful lot to me.
Life at times really does suck.
so until I blog again,
take care of yourselves,
and each other....templar
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have you ever tried to look her up? i had someone like that in my other life,that means the girl life, im sorry for your heart you still think of her, she thinks of you too i bet, peace, hay smile.
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Posted by bjm1
on 2008-04-26 10:25:00
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I think of her only as to wonder what ever happen to her. I lost track of her about three years after " the dance ".
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Posted by templar_knight
on 2008-04-26 12:20:09
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