The Ride
If you are looking for a fling this isn’t it. If you want to hear about 2 people falling in love and what it was like and how that love persisted over years and miles once they were torn apart…
Here you go.
The Ride
Blue and white polka dotted sundress and her sunglasses pushed up on top of her head. She walked across the parking lot like she ruled the world, and it was at that moment, I knew life was getting ready to change…. But let’s back up a bit.
I don’t remember how we first started talking or who was the cause of it, heck if I did I would hug them and punch them all at the same time. We talked all night (as you do when your young) and decided we would meet up face to face the next day. This of course was before snapchat and Instagram and heck before you could text pictures (I was rocking the black and white Nextel flip phone). So, the only looks we had to go on were what we told each other. She had told me she was staying at her grandmother’s house, and that she was planning on going back to California to her mothers and back to a guy she was convinced she was in love with and wanted to be with and just needed someone to talk to as to keep from being lonely, and I was fine with that.
We had decided to meet in the parking lot of a grocery store that was on the main drag in the town that she was staying in. She told me that she would be in her little Honda and to look for her. If I had known, then what I know now I wouldn’t have rushed to try and get there on time since her middle name was “fashionably late”. So, I arrive at the parking lot and there is no little Honda to be found so I park and I wait. She knew what I was driving so I figured she would see me. The seconds seemed like minutes and the minutes seemed like hours, anxious, nervous, not sure what to expect. Then poof before I knew it there was a little blue Honda parked 3 spaces down from me. She looked at me and smiled as she closed her door and walked over to me. I was trying to figure out if she was smiling at someone on the other side of my car or what because I knew I couldn’t be this lucky, could I? She was beautiful, blonde hair, incredible figure, and a smile that would melt any man without mercy. Now when I say this it’s not an exaggeration, this is a moment that will forever be locked in my mind and when called up always brings a smile to my face. “Hi” she said with that beautiful mischievous smile never leaving her face, picking my jaw up out of my lap “Hi” and with this I am sure the goofiest looking smile came across my face. “Jump in” I said as I leaned over and unlocked the door (Yes I know I know had I not just had my entire world spun on its axis like a globe I would have gotten out and opened the door.. trust me). She climbed in and we both laughed, it was a bit awkward seeing each other face to face, especially after the night long conversation we had just had that covered VARIOUS subjects. So, you can imagine there was a bit of blushing on both parts. “Do you want to sit here and talk or drive around and listen to some music?” I asked. “Let’s drive around” she said as she settled into my passenger seat….
We drove around for hours, now when I say hours I literally mean hours. The town had closed up, we had burned through 3 full tanks of gas in my car, there was dew on the ground and it was the wee hours of the morning, We enjoyed being with each other so much the day had come and gone. As we pulled back into the parking lot where she had left her car neither of us were ready to part ways but we did and I talked to her the whole drive home and through the rest of the morning. Still with no sleep the sun was up and we were still talking. She wanted to see me again and that her grandmother wasn’t home and it was just her and to come over. Without hesitation, I was on the road again. And yes, we talked the entire drive there. When I arrived, and walked up to the door she opened the door and there was that smile, those eyes, that look that just makes you go weak in the knees. She opened the door for me and I followed her upstairs to her room.
She had a huge 4 post bed that required a slight jump to climb in. She turned facing me, the white t-shirt she was wearing made its exit, the bra shortly followed along with her grey cotton shorts. She was the most amazing thing I had ever seen. She took her hair down out of the pony tail as she slid up on to the bed. Now I am sure I wasn’t as graceful with the removal of my attire but I joined her. That was the one and only time I can ever truly say I made love. Afterwards I remember laying there beside her just looking at her watching her talk, brushing the hair out of her face and just soaking in the moment. I couldn’t tell you a word she said, the only thing going through my mind was I didn’t want this to end….. Unfortunately, we don’t always get what we want.
We had our time, some of it good and regrettably some of it bad. But it was ours and we had each other. Well, I guess our love wasn’t understood by some of those she looked up to and upon their advice decided she should end things with me. Now it wasn’t new and it wasn’t a secret that a few of them didn’t care for me and to be honest even to this day I can’t tell you why. Did we make some bad choices yes, hell you do that when your young. But it was nothing that we couldn’t or hadn’t overcome and moved on. We kept in touch and we had our flings, late night talks in secret, but eventually we grew up and went our separate ways. Like moths to a flame as the saying goes we always find each other. Be it a “Hello” here and there or a whispered “I miss you”. It has been over 16 years since I held her in my arms but I can still feel her. Through social media I have been able to watch her 3 beautiful children grow, often wondering if they remembered me from the few times I had met them, but it was long ago and they were so young.
The one thing we could always agree on no matter what is that we were meant to be together and that one day it would happen. So, until then …. I’ll miss you….