This short story is a creation of my guy BFF and I thought I’d post it. Of course with his permission. He’s very much in love I can tell. I’m not sure if this is 100% fiction or partly his lovely real-life story. 😉 Enjoy!
Sometime in February 2015, a friend of mine showed me a photo of her friend, Alex. I sheepishly asked her to avoid suspicion of my interest and the next thing I know was listening to her long introduction like a proud mom to her daughter.
I became very interested. She told me stories after stories about their friendship but never divulged any other important information aside from her name.
I told myself that it’s okay. I thought I like Alex but I downplayed my emotions because a few months back I had a fallout with another woman. I told myself not now. Not again. No more. So, I tried to forget about Alex and I did!
No, I’m just kidding.
The pretty face was gravely stuck in my subconscious. It gave me few sleepless nights and suddenly I was so confused about myself. I knew that I don’t want to get involved with any woman and that’s the only thing that I was sure of but for Pete’s sake, I see her face everywhere!
I attempted to ask my friend again about Alex but I was kind of afraid. My mind said to stop but my heart was racing whenever she mentions her name. So, I convinced myself to give it a try and decided to wait for the right moment; like a lion waiting for a chance to devour its prey.
I don’t remember myself to have this kind of interest and apprehension to any girl. I was like a teenager waiting for my prom date to emerge from the stairs. That’s a serious shit for me.
After a few weeks, my friend showed me another set of pictures of her friends. Alex was there again and I knew then that it was about time to ask. I waited long enough so I inquired for more details and I instantly became a lion. I jumped into her. My long wait is over!
On March 17, 2015, I came to know more about Alex. She was in her mid 20s, single and free. Instantly, we became friends.
I finally met Alex in person after several months of regular communications. I anxiously waited for her in a train station. She was a lot younger in person and one of the most beautiful women I ever met. She’s so cute, sophisticated and with a refreshing smile. Everything about her is perfect.
The rest is history.
Three years is like yesterday. I’m still as excited with our “special” friendship. It blossomed to an epic proportion and still learning about each other’s craziness day by day.
Our relationship is about chemistry and happiness that comes with it. We created a bond that is so unique and is not for the faint-hearted people, a matter-of-factly.
I like it when Alex intentionally submits herself to my whim and caprice. I love it, too, when at times she shows her total independence. Isn’t she special?
I’m just one lucky son of a bitch. I like her. I love her. I admire her. She is a woman that is close to my heart. Smart, funny at times, explorer and carefree.
She’s my wildflower, my lioness, my soul mate, and my fantasy. I love you, Alex, my baby!