I love sitting in Coffee Shops on Saturdays, I often take my lap top, the people around me, help me create stories. I actually wrote great spots of my play in a cafe ages ago. Great inspiration.
Then a boy sat next to me. We made eyes at each other, not blatant - the look boys give while cruising. Yet the flirting gaze, trying to understand interest. He was reading HX and Next and I finally asked for his copy, that did it, we struck up a conversation, he had been reading the same mag for quite a while, it seemed the right time, that I should start talking to him. I do like it when boys talk to me yet they don't for some reason. So I often take the first steps, much to my broken hearts dismay.
We ended up spending the day together, I listened to his stories, he was an elementary school teacher for troubled teens. I couldn't even begin to imagine what he went through at work, my thought process, simply taken by his normality. He was normal, someone that didn't want to sing or act on Broadway and someone who wasn't pitching. I liked him instantly.
We ended up watching a movie and holding hands, when night fell - we found a park bench, cuddled and kissed.
All in all the perfect first date. I do have to confess. I was taken by his big hands, the manly paws that scooped me up.
Then we parted and promised to talk. He called me the next day. We spent some time chatting, making plans to see the botanical garden a place I've never been to, we also made decided on a trip to the zoo, something I found charming.
Then, I got his call, he had changed his mind, he realized that to much was happening in his life, he decided to call off our second date, he didn't realize that he shouldn't be dating, I got all the lines. The single barbs that I've heard time and time again. I hate boys that raise my hopes then cancel.
I deleted his number quickly.
Maybe you shouldn't have. He sounds great, just going through some hard time. Isn't it unfair to cross someone out just because they're going through some shit?
Posted by: Kiks | August 22, 2006 at 08:59 PM
I hate it when that happens! it happens to me all the time too!
Posted by: Single Guy | August 22, 2006 at 11:51 PM
hey there ;-) i wandered over here through the grapevine, and really loved ure blog. hehehe i must have read around 10 posts or so, dude! sad abt the cute guy in the coffee shop, but hell, there are some strange ppl out there. i'm a bit sprised, though, dat u took such a drastic step and deleted his no. aa well, to each his own. ;-)
hope u dont mind i linked to ya.
PS: i thought the ketchup spill was cute, actually. *grin*
Posted by: closetalk | August 23, 2006 at 01:42 PM
Welcome to GAY NYC!!!!!!
don't feel bad , most gay guys when they see someone nice and the potential of love or connection
they RUN!!!!!
its called low self steem
Wish we did not have it!!!
Posted by: hp | August 24, 2006 at 12:58 PM
I'm with you regarding big hands. ;)
Too bad there was no second date. However everyone dreams of a first date like that.
Posted by: durante vita | August 27, 2006 at 02:58 PM
Nice moment there. I would imagine a teacher would have lots of stress. Perhaps he'll call again? I think I would have kept the numbe.... hmmm then again maybe not.
Posted by: Brian | September 01, 2006 at 02:49 PM
I think you did the right thing. That sounds like a lot of drama to come.
Posted by: RivaRidge | September 01, 2006 at 03:02 PM
What a shame nothing came of that perfect first date!
Posted by: Professional | September 03, 2006 at 08:35 PM
That's totally messed up.
Posted by: TCho | September 19, 2006 at 01:49 AM