When someone new enters your life and their intention is to stay put, of course things change. When it happens to be a romantic union things transform themselves into something overtly attractive and intoxicating.What begins as something spontaneous and unexpected soon settles itself into longer term, that consumes you in only a positive way.
He is tall, with lots of thick black hair and fashionable glasses. Quiet, unassuming. He invited me for a drink on a Friday. He worked on my road. What a coincidence. I wasn´t sure I liked him, I remained closed. As we carried on talking I saw something worth investigating. A seductive calmness, a good dancer. He smelt fantastic. So young, no emotional baggage. A youthful, controlled energy. A positive, innocent outlook.
At first he was harder to pin down. Not elusive exactly but he hadn´t realized what his feelings were going to do. He was busy, in his own routine, not yet letting himself fully connect with mine. When I mentioned that I was going away for a week he was affected. He began to respond by wanting to meet daily. I was glowing. Under the mesmerising flashing lights of the club he introduced me to his friends and cousin as his girlfriend.
On the day of love here in Catalonia, the streets were filled with an expectant energy, roses and books. We met at night. He handed me my rose in the street and took me to his house to meet his family. I saw an over crowded flat filled with affection and family values.
He has changed my outlook somewhat. Made me feel more complete but no less myself. He has added another, emotive dimension to my life.
