a date.

i went on a date today. it was great. :)

the man's a true man, older, matured. he's successful, a little lost, perhaps, but knows what he likes and does not like, and is able to articulate it.

walking with him is wonderful; he did as i asked.

we walked about with our arms about each others' waists, like we were the best of friends in the entire world.

he invited me to his place because he forgot his wallet, so i went and wow it's nice. had drinks: bombay saphire and tonic water, it was the first time i tasted anything like that. the combination was good, the company was light, no pressure, it was good.

he opened car doors for me, shows his affections, and is a gentleman.


now before you think i'm being flighty about what i said about never giving up - slow down.

i had called and asked my ex sweetie baby to come back, but he said he's lost the feeling.

goodness knows i tried. the only way i know how, i tried. you won't know the full extent of both our trying unless you'd been there with us, watched us. trust me, WE tried.

he has no more chances to give, i have no more chances to take. with him i mean.


so i went and took my chances elsewhere. :D

and what chances they are! thank heavens for people like that in the world.

thank heavens for the people who withdraw, so i know how to reach out. and thank heavens for the people who reach out, so i know how to hold on.

but back to the date - we did nothing much, he spoke, i listened; i spoke, he listened. and that was it.

i enjoyed the company immensely (might be the bombay saphire and tonic). i hope to see him again, soon.