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> sTupid hearT
Author: aLmich
Stupid love. Stupid me.
“Love is much nicer to be in than an automobile accident, a tight girdle, a higher tax bracket or a holding pattern over Philadelphia.” ~Judith Viorst
I recently started dating someone. He is handsome and funny and smart and successful and sweet and considerate and quirky and incredibly, incredibly [did I say, incredibly?] sexy. Just the thought of him right now sends a tingling sensation up my spine (yes, he is that good). All of that should be a good thing but quite frankly it scares the Hell out of me.
“‘Tis sweet to know there is an eye will mark our coming, and look brighter when we come.” ~Lord Byron
A little about me... so that this all makes sense: By nature, I follow my gut reactions. I dive right in. I wear my heart on my sleeve. And because of that, my heart has been broken several times because I don’t take things slow. I trust that when someone says they love me that they mean that the same way I do. I think what is said is what is felt and what is felt, if it be honestly felt, will be felt forever.
“Before I met my husband, I’d never fallen in love. I’d stepped in it a few times.” ~Rita Rudner
So along comes this guy who I had known just few weeks? [I was somehow attached back then, so we were just friends]. We met at a party/night out and he called me the next day to see if we could get together again. He's way too far from being serious [I think] nevertheless, I gave in. We went out few days later on a date that I wasn’t even sure was a date at first.
Until, that is, we kissed.
“Love makes your soul crawl out from its hiding place.” ~Zora Neale Hurston
And that is when I got scared. Not that I haven’t kissed anyone after C. Just that I have not felt that way about a kiss from anyone again [actually, even before that but that is a whole ‘nother story].
“Love is the poetry of the senses.” ~Honoré de Balzac
To say it took my breath away would be an understatement. My immediate reaction was: wait. This is not in my plan. This will be complicated. I could get my heart broken.
My next reaction was: don’t stop.
My relationships before this one have had one single thing in common: me loving men incapable of loving anyone but themselves. I fall for that guy in the middle of the circle of people at a party meant to jest a goody-goody party. The guy who laughs easily and knows exactly what to say and when to say it. I am attracted to charm. Unfortunately, the men I have found thus far have been all charm, and very little substance [bitter].
This quote from Catcher in the Rye sums up my relationships with boys.
“I was half in love with her by the time we sat down. That’s the thing about girls. Every time they do something pretty, even if they’re not much to look at, or even if they’re sort of stupid, you fall half in love with them, and then you never know where the hell you are.” ~J.D. Salinger, The Catcher in the Rye
So - with my mended heart still planted right there on my sleeve - I dived in once again.
Hoping this time I fall softly, and stick the landing.
