“You think you know what you’re looking for, until what you’re looking for finds you.”

♥

It’s a tale as old as time, and one that I never believed. People always say, I’d stopped looking for love, then all of a sudden, there is was. As much as I’d wished it was true because A. I couldn’t be bothered to go looking for it anyway, B. I’d looked and only found idiots, and C. well, it was a lovely notion to believe in wasn’t it. But, I just didn’t, there just wasn’t enough evidence to support that case. And I still wouldn’t believe in it, if it hadn’t happened to me.

It was a regular Saturday night, just like any other, my best friend at the time was going to go watch her boyfriend play a charity gig, he used to be in a band but wasn’t anymore so it was a one off. I’d never been to any of his previous gigs, and my friend normally went to support him on her own, but this night for some reason she invited me. I knew I wouldn’t know anyone there, or if I did it would be people I really didn’t want to see, so normally I would say no. But for some reason, I said yes.

The music was okay, and I chatted to a few people, my friend was a little boring in social situations so normally I’d get drunk to make the night bearable but I was the designated driver. Just when I was about to call it a night, there he was in a navy blue parker jacket walking towards me with two pints in his hands. He stopped right in front of me, and no he didn’t hand one over to me and say something cute, it wasn’t a movie moment. It was just a regular moment. He handed one of the pints to my friend’s boyfriend and then introduced himself to me. Although at this point I didn’t really notice him, I took note of him and carried on as normal.

But, he was the light in a dark room. And the more he joked, and I laughed, the brighter he became to me, until he was all I could see. The event ended too soon, and we were all heading to our cars, I didn’t want my time with him to end, so I was relieved when he asked me for a ride to the pub with his friends. When we arrived at the pub, his friends thanked me for the ride and got out, he stayed. He told them he’d catch them up, and I wondered what he was doing. He then told me he’d like to stay and chat with me for a little longer if I didn’t mind, I didn’t of course.

Before we knew it an hour had passed, and even though I didn’t want him to leave, I told him he should go to find his friends. He said he’d rather be with me, and that we should go for a drive, see where the road took us, and I loved his sense of adventure and spontaneity. I agreed and it was then that an ordinary Saturday night, transformed into an extraordinary night.

We drove for at least another hour, talking and listening to music, and then we pulled over near the woods and ran inside them. I felt like I’d been sleepwalking through my life and he’d woken me up, and when we climbed up into the trees I felt like a child again, I was safe, I was brand new.

We sat in the tree until the sun came up. We never kissed, or even touched one another’s hand, but we both wanted to, and in some way that’s what made whatever was happening between us feel stronger, more intense, all consuming.

When I dropped him at his house, I knew I’d see him again, because I couldn’t not see him again.

So, It just goes to show, being a yes man really can be a good thing. If I’d have said no that night, I would have missed out on a great adventure. And this kind of dating, this spontaneous, cant get enough of talking, laughing, looking at each other kind of being with someone was what I’d been missing from my dating experience.

I’d finally had a good date, a proper date. I finally understood why people loved dating.

I loved dating.

Catch ya later,

Ren.