It was two years ago today I met her for first time.
By beginning of June it was over..
she was gone.
She left a lot of turbulence in her wake… those waves had long gone away
all that was left was a wondering if she was OK or if our paths would cross
Mid January 2010 she mailed me..
When I first saw mail I was stunned, I then feared to read it, worrying that with what I have been going through it would end up being a massive trigger..
It wasn’t
The most heartfelt letter I have ever read, she dumped it all out about why she did what she did in why she did.. I wrote back.
We emailed a few times, then IM…
We made plans to meet for dinner on Valentines day after the Fetish Flea. I was worried about what was going to happen. There was drama after the Flea and here I am driving to Hartford to meet up with my ex-girlfriend yeah on Valentines day..
All my good vibes were spot on.. my paranoia unfounded.. it was almost a perfect evening.
Since that day we have spent more time together.. and it has been good.. feels right.
We don’t have a label for it, but it is comfortable feels something completely new yet something old and well fitting.
She was first to call me Daddy… she still does
