We were standing in his kitchen, a moment of awkward silence and that first date feeling where you’re excited and nervous. I pulled him in close to me and kissed his lips. Slowly, shyly, sweetly. I felt a spark ignite inside that I’d never felt for anyone. This was the beginning of something really good.

In this moment of spontaneous affection, I had not paid much attention to my surroundings. But later, I looked above the doorway where I kissed him and noticed a decorative wall sign that said:

    It’s never too late to live happily ever after.

How fitting. Well, I have a very good feeling about this one. I guess we’ll just have to wait and see, won’t we? ;)

7 Comments
    Greg (Wed, Jun 3, 2009 @ 8:56 am )

    Well, it’s true, the verdict is in. You’re a romantic! A hopeless romantic, I don’t know, but you’re a romantic, that’s for sure! He he! And that’s cute…:)

    Grego

      Nathan (Wed, Jun 3, 2009 @ 9:02 am )

      Indeed, indeed… a hopeless romantic am I. But nobody ever seems to mind when they’re the benefactor. ;)

        Sterling (Wed, Jun 3, 2009 @ 10:52 am )

        One of the most intriguing and emotionally active situations is being in the midst of a new relationship. I wish the best for you.

          irisgirl (Wed, Jun 3, 2009 @ 1:23 pm )

          I think you are more of a “hopeful” romantic, and it sounds like those hopes have been realized!

          I know you will savor all the sweet and gushy stuff that goes with new love, as you should!

            Maurice (Wed, Jun 3, 2009 @ 2:52 pm )

            As always Nathan sweets, I wish you nothing but the best; and pure happiness for you, in all that you do. It is true, it is never to late to live happily ever after.

              The Minx! (Wed, Jun 3, 2009 @ 4:26 pm )

              How lovely, Nathan! It seems that the god of love and romance is smiling upon you. Enjoy the beauty of new love, you deserve it.
              I only know you through this blog, but having gone through the pain of your break-up and the sweetness of your time with Brandon, I feel like a friend. Go slow, sweetie, savor the joy.
              Big Squeezy Hugs from the Minx!

                Rain (Sun, Jun 7, 2009 @ 10:35 pm )

                Every now and then I read a post on a blog that recalls a favorite song. I’m a Broadway fanatic. So this particular post recalled a song from “La Cage aux Folles”…

                The best of times is now,
                as for tomorrow,
                well, who knows, who knows, who knows.

                So hold this moment fast,
                and live and love as hard as you know how,
                and make this moment last,
                because the best of times is now, is now, is now.

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