Hi again...

As it turned out we didn't have our date on friday although we did have time alone. it wasn't "not a date" because we didn't have sex, maybe more because we didn't start out close but spent the time (kinda) getting back together. whatever the definition, it was still good time spent with her.

Here's the really amazing thing: she called me late friday night! she and bf were out, had been out since early that evening partying with friends. she called from a restroom payphone - just to say hi. it was a short conversation, maybe 5-8 minutes tops.... but, she called. we didn't talk about anything heavy or earthshaking, just talked... about the movie I was watching which happened to be one of her favorites. then she had to go (which i hated, of course) but she left me smiling. pretty much for the rest of the night and the next day. about two hours later i had to get up and write her and i sent her a fairly long email. the important thing is that she called.

here's the really neat thing - she called again on sunday evening.

just like she used to when we had the phones. it may seem like such a small thing to other people, but it's not to me. and i know it doesn't portend a change and mean that she'll start calling me regularly again on the weekends, or that she'll try to call on tuesdays or saturdays like before. i know it doesn't mean anything other than she called last weekend. but it means a lot to me.

and then there was monday.

wow. monday was a good day, a really good day. she whispered things to me that i've so longed to hear, not only to hear them but to hear them as an ?affirmation? of how she feels.

monday was a really good day.

we talked about where we were emotionally, how we interact. Lovers who've been apart for a while getting back together. seems so appropos, so accurate. we were standing close, longing for each others' touch, yet there was some shyness, some discomfort even. we were tentative, almost unsure. i knew without a doubt how to touch her to please her; but i didn't know how to make the first move so she wouldn't feel ?pressured?. she was there, standing close, but shy. we kissed, tenderly. she wanted us close because she didn't back away, accepted my touch offered gently, but still she was a little shy. demure comes to mind.

we talked and we laughed. we left it at an embrace and a kiss between us. there was no rush, no need to push, no sense of having to hurry. we are lovers. we've been apart. and now we're growing closer, again.

this started almost two years ago. we've been through a lot since then.

we have the rest of our lives to be involved. i can't wait.