A week later, while on my lunch break at home, I got a message from him. I ignored it. I’ve been feeling lonely, but he’s just not my type. I think. Or do I even have a choice at this point? What if the world ends tomorrow, do I want to be alone? Won’t I rather be alone than be with someone I don’t like when the world ends?
Another week went by.
On one of my lonely afternoons, while working at my little home office station, I got a whiff of the nasty garbage I had piled up in my kitchen over the past few days. So I decided to take it out. I wrapped up the bag and headed out with my hand sanitizer in one hand. As I opened the door I saw a package.
Once I got back and cleansed my hands and the package wrappings, I opened it up and it was a bottle of my favourite wine. I felt my heart melt. No one, not even my parents, has sent me anything during this quarantine. I knew who it was from instantly, so I picked up the phone and called Connor. That’s his name by the way. I apologized for my snobbish attitude, thanked him for the gift, and asked if we could have a fresh start. Our ‘make-up’ was so easy that we ended up having an extremely long all-night conversation. I forgot about the numerous project deadlines I’d been burdened by and just drifted away into a phone-call paradise.
Every day that went by afterwards was so beautiful. I felt closer to him every time we spoke. I would daydream about him (don’t judge me), catch myself smiling randomly during the day just thinking about him, and was constantly looking forward to the next time we spoke.
We had a few more covidates; once at the gas station, while we both topped up our tanks and a few more times at the grocery store. Luckily they had removed the requirement to not speak while shopping. That was ridiculous!
We’ve been fantasizing about what our first post-covid19 date would be like when the city opens back up. I’d like a relaxing day at the beach, maybe with a picnic. He’s more of an adrenaline-lover, so he’d like a 1:1 beach volleyball game. I’m really looking forward to it regardless of what we end up doing. I just really want to have a regular dating experience & of course, feel his body on mine “wink-wink”.
Let’s come back to reality!!!
Today, we had a nice date. We both watched Netflix while Face-timing. Then we chatted about our perceptions and takes on the movie. While I was explaining why I didn’t like how a particular scene turned out, I heard “I love you”, and then “Will you be my girlfriend?”. Those words sent chills down my spine. I’d never heard them so quickly before and to have them come from someone I haven’t had ‘proper’ physical time with was unreal. I struggled to respond as my logic and heart are not in tune.
My heart won though.
I said YES!
