Try to remember…

Recently I have been trying with all my might to remember how we got together and I keep drawing a blank. Goes to show how not earth shattering it was. He was a consultant on a project I was assigned to. I do not recall the first time we met tho I know it must have been at the start of the project. All I remember is being in a meeting with him once and he stood to make a point and I thought ‘nice shirt’. He had on a blue and white striped button down rolled up to his elbows and he had lovely fingernails. My mind was wandering and his arms brought me back to the room.

Then I remember asking my secretary if she had is mobile number she turned and yelled out the seven digits that I remember to this day. I didn’t call him. I didn’t have anything to say. The next time he called about the project he asked how I was doing and if I was over my cold. Somehow that lead to us having lunch shortly thereafter. Did he notice me looking at his manicure? I do not know. I can’t remember the restaurant and I can’t remember how many times we went or what we ate or spoke about. I had on silver earrings with little dangling purple crystals. That I remember. Every time I see them I remember him.

My next memory is him sitting on the side of my bed. When did he graduate from lunch date to my bed? I don’t really know but there he was. He was warm and just right. Just right. Just right. Just right. It was a holiday weekend and we stayed in bed. Ate crepes and drank white wine. I remember the bottle on the nightstand but I can’t recall his face. Dammit. If only we knew at the time that this moment was going to be important in the future. We would take our time, survey the room, inhale the aromas and stare into our beloveds face just a little longer.

I really can’t remember it all… and I so wish I could.

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