What was it about me that day at the bookstore? I know I was pretty. I know I had that early 20s prettiness that many young ladies in their early 20s exude… but you walked past hundreds of other young ladies by then. Why me? That day in that bookstore?
You were just… browsing… in your own mind, a curiosity… you were searching for something. And I felt so drawn to it. I felt like, she’s searching for me. I’m supposed to appear. I’M HER GUY.
Really? You really felt that?
Yes. It’s like a magnetic pull. I’m your Husband. You’re meant to be with me. Nobody else compares. Nobody. It’s just that matter of fact. When I saw you, I knew it. I just knew.
But after everything we’ve been thru, after many misunderstandings. After my own self-hypnotized amnesia in an attempt to forget you…
The feelings were still there. You saw me. Incognito. You saw me. Golden retriever puppy man-boy… you smelled him… you knew that familiar smell… our eyes locked. You know it. I know it. It’s always there. Our love never dies. It’s right there.
Mmm…. (nodding and smiling)…
And I liked how, you weren’t performative. You could perform, but you’re not performative in your nature… that’s refreshing. I’m surrounded by performers. People who always have to upstage one another… it’s exhausting…
With you, I can relax. Even though you also make me nervous. It’s both things… you make me nervous and at the same time when we’re together and chilling I can finally relax… 😅
(Chuckles) LOL… I know….. 😏💕
I still see the girl at the bookstore. You haven’t even aged a day. You think you’ve aged, you haven’t. You’ve grown more mature, sure, but your physical body, your face — still gorgeous as fuck!
In your eyes….
Yes?! So?!?!?! That’s all that matters?!?!?
Yeah… but sometimes I mean if we’re out in public….
I look like an OGRE when I’m incognito, you’re still the much prettier one when we’re out in public!
But… people would imagine…
They don’t need to imagine anything. If we did a David & Victoria Beckham style documentary one day, people would still say, “Oh yeah she’s gorgeous! Of course he chose her!!!!!”
(Sigh) it’s so hard for me to believe this still… and I know readers might be like “you’re the one writing this about yourself?!” But that doesn’t mean that I can believe my own words?! This has always been fiction…?!
It’s not fiction. You’re gorgeous. You’re my other half. End of story.
Lol… it’s not the end of the story!
You’re right. The story has only just begun… 😏💕
Lol it’s not that either!!! We’re just… a long distance telepathic couple right now…
🤣🤣🤣🤣 LOLOLOLOL….
I’ve given up on sleep… I’ll just survive at work tomorrow on caffeine…
Awww… I wish I could be there to massage your shoulders… get you relaxing….
Yes. I wish that too… 😏🤭💕💕💕
Are you actually browsing around shops for massage and essential oils or perfumes?
No, I don’t have time this trip. But I do have time in the makeup chair to ask the makeup artists and hair stylists for their recommendations of some good brands of those things… 🤭💕
Oh I see… is that going to start some rumours?
I already told them it’s for my wife!
Uhuh… and do they believe you?
Yes!
What?!?!?!
They don’t give a shit. They totally understand that I am a real person with a real life away from being Fernando and that I have a wife in real life — you!
🤭🤭🤭💕💕💕 lollllll…
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