The Story of a Love

This is the story of a real romance, between a man and a woman, seen solely from the perspective of the man. The story is reported live, as it happens. The outcome is not clear - could go either way. If you are here the first time, the blog should be read from the end, to get the "whole story" in the right timeline sequence.

Tuesday, March 21, 2006

First phone call!

Very unexpected a new milestone in this relation: we finally have spoken to each other, after all this written communication! First, it was me who suggested yesterday in an SMS that I could call her - would be better than just these 160-letter SMSs, ... but she replied that her boyfriend keeps calling her, so as to check if she is on the phone with someone else (e.g. me).

Now that made me quite furious. This boyfriend of her has a nerve - to keep her on a short leash. She must realize that this is not how her life should go!

And today in the evening, as I sent my evening greeting SMS to her, she replied that she now had time to talk. I was just in the car, driving home... and I did of course the stupid thing of SMS-ing while driving - so happy I was about this message from her! Yes, crazy love could lead to all kinds of accidents - fortunately nothing happened as I was steering with one hand through the nightly traffic, and with the other hand held the cell phone, typing my sentences that I would call her soon.

And then we talked. For 45 minutes. Then her boyfriend called, and we had to stop.
It was wonderful to hear her voice, to talk about so many things that we already had addressed in our emails, I felt a familiarity with her, as if we had known each other for ages.

Later, I sent her an SMS, and at exactly the same time one came from her, with the same line "That was nice that we finally could talk...". Now somebody please hit me on the head - am I dreaming? Am I just imagining that there really is something between us? Something more then just this "friendship" that she imagines? If I am not completely brain-dead, I must interpret all this as something that should give me hope. So I will be able to stand this whole week, without her, without her emails, without meeting her. Maybe another call on the next evenings... I certainly look forward to it!

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