In My Absence

"Ayan, ayan! May career kasi kaya absent sa Blog!"

It's been quite awhile, my friends since I last made an entry.
It's not intentional, it's just that I have been busy. Very busy indeed juggling between my work and my ..ehem...a blooming lovelife.

Yes, you read it right, a lovelife.

I met a man, in the least unexpected way. It's like it was meant to happen.

He is Syrian, and like all Middle Eastern men, he is as gorgeous as they come.
A little smaller than me, his voice has this sweet sound in it, angelic smile, cool personality.

I passed by him sitting on the stairs in the place I work as he is trying to have his papers approved for vacation.

The moment I saw him, I cannot forget him, so I tried to find reasons to come up and down the stairs and everytime I passed by him he sort of smile at me. He was with his friend who has the same problem as him.

To open an conversation, I made a compliment at the sandals he was wearing for in fairness it was nice, and his feet, oh, one of my weaknesses were clean, white feet!

He said thanks and I went up to my office, and when I can't resist again to catch a glimpse of him, he was gone, so my poor heart panicked and tried to look for him and found him outside the building smoking with his friend. He saw me, cause I saw him smile. I told myself, this was it, and I have to know his name. His friend separated a bit from him and I took the chance to say hi and asked him if his papers were done, he said no but it will be soon, so I reached for my wallet and took a business card and hand it to him. I told him to call me for whatever reason that might be. He said thanks and off they go. I forgot to ask for his name.

It took two days before he called, like all no-name calls I was hesitant to answer my mobile first, but after the fifth ring, I did and your guess is as good as mine. This time I asked for his name and saved it in my mobile.

We went for a date, yeah, date! Eat out and talked, talked and talked and found out interesting things about him, slowly I am becoming at ease with him and soon, I already liked him. He said the same thing, that when he saw me he kept hoping for me to come up and down the stairs too! He was just too modest to open up a conversation and a little shy because he was with his friend.

That date was followed up by calls and another date, and his birthday came up, and I invited him home prepared macaroni-spaghetti, baked a cake, made ceasar salad and bought him a gift. He was so happy he told me and spend the whole day and night together, it was a weekend, thank God! We sweet-danced to Mariah's My All (which is his favorite)as he pressed his head against my pounding chest. It was one of the best moments of my life.

I also found out he was gay, and that completed everything.

He said he liked me and told me he love me. I told him to tell me he love me again when he is sure of himself.

My head is reeling and I like this feeling, it's been a long long time since I last felt this way and praying that someone would come and make a great change in my life again.

Where it will lead the two of us, well, God only knows. Right now, he left for Syria to visit his parents and siblings for 10 days. He promised he'll be back, I told him I will keep that promise and believe. We'll see.