I think I believe in love at first sight. I saw her and I knew I would love her.
The lights were actually beginning to dim and the dance was about to start. My friends and I were grouped away from everyone else in the room. Then, something caught my eye... and there she was. She was dressed in her best dress and was dancing with her close friend, who was in a tux.
This was one of my last nights out with my best friends before I moved to San Francisco. I loved the girl I was moving to in that great California state, I did! Oh how I was committed. However, something happened the night I saw this girl.. This made my life completely complicated for awhile.
We introduced ourselves and shook hands gracefully.
Devon. Wow.. what a beautiful girl.. At the end of a shy night, we exchanged numbers.
We talked all night and I decided I needed to see her the next day..
I drove to her work in the mountains to visit her, when I should have been packing and studying for finals. When I arrived at her work she was sitting on top of a picnic table with bare feet, and a cigarette. We said hello and had fun conversations.. She'd tell me how cute I was every now and then, while I would just blush.. After she was done with work, we ran up into the mountains and found some drinks. While we drank, we watched the valley from up high.
She took me to her empty new home and I met her close friends. I was so lovestruck! But, I didn't know what to do...
We met up everyday for the next two weeks until I left, and she gave me a kiss goodbye.
When I arrived in San Francisco, I knew that wasn't where I was supposed to be. I fought with myself for three months and wrote to her almost everyday, but only sent a few. Her letters made me feel the emotions of true love, and I was hurt. I finally decided I needed to go back home to see my family before school started again and before she found someone new.
She had hand picked some sunflowers, placed them in newspaper, and tied them with string before she picked me up from my parents home. We didn't kiss and we hardly hugged for two whole weeks, then the last day I was home arrived. We planned "The Octopus Music Box" for this final night. This was an event where our friends would meet and we'd play music and make art all night. Devon surprised me and had her friend sing the song she wrote for me while I was away. I cried and ran into her home and sat on her stairs... We then experienced our first real kiss, right there on her staircase.
After that night, I never went home. I've been in the blue house with her since. It's been 8 months and I think we still want to stay. Her and I.
I am in love, and ohhh I am in this one deep. MM