Remember when you were young...

So I've been mentally traveling down memory lane and was thinking about our first date together. We had only been talking for about a week when he (surprise, surprise) asked me to go see a concert. I figured, what the hell, and so on November 11, 2005 we had our first date. He picked me up at my apartment on campus (I was a senior at UAlbany) and I saw him...and thought..."He's really cute and has a great smile". He had only been to the area for a few months and didn't know too many restaurants in Albany. I was a poor student and had a few expensive faves but settled on a mexican place downtown...complete with sombreros on the wall. We both drank Corona that night (he was pleasantly surprised that I liked beer...and an import as well) and had pretty decent conversation. The concert was a blues group (not super bluesy) and was in a theater. He playfully tried to get me to sway to the music...and while I enjoyed myself...I talk a little while to warm up. Afterwards we went to a club that had an upstairs with cozy couches....haha...he's smart. So we talked and talked and did one of those awkward moments...where I was looking at the ground...and looked up...and we just kissed. It was probably one of the best first kisses that I've ever had (and yes, I've kissed a lot of men). (sigh)...so we made out at a club...cliché but it was kind of like being lost in your own world. All the noise evaporated...and it was just me and him. He danced with me in the streets (he's a good dancer) and dropped me off at my apartment...with no intention of coming in :)

Our first date, may not be a "great" or "fabulous" first date in many women's eyes. We didn't do anything crazy...no real romantic notions. For me it was perfect. I love remembering seeing his smile for the first time and how he kissed me...and still kisses me to this day. I miss his kisses, his laughter, our stupid way of talking to each other, his hugs, his affection, and his way of loving me. I am so lucky...and wish he was here with me.