Jun 19, 2005 23:45
I remember when Mick and I started dating. I was living in Kansas City, and he was living in the 800 building in downtown Louisville. We would drive on the weekends - eight hours one way - speeding the whole way....we couldn't wait to see each other. The anticipation lived deep in my stomach. Anxious excitement...
When I arrived in Louisville - it felt like no time had passed at all during that long day of driving. I would ring him up on the intercom from the lobby and he would buzz me up. I love that satisfying feeling of him holding me after a week or two of waiting. We would spend the whole weekend fucking in the apartment - another thing we both hungered for equally.
The time finally came for one of us to leave, and I would cry. He hated to see me cry. Usually I would cry all the way to St. Louis, but I knew I would see him again soon. And there was something special between us - even though the relationship was open. Neither one of us saw anyone else. I think I basically broke it off with the guy I was kind-of dating in KC after I developed feelings for Mick. He and I never really had serious feelings for each other. Mick and I could have seen other people, but we didn't want to - we just wanted each other. I can still feel that passionate for him.