Wild Thing...You Make My ♡ Sing

We met on a popular date site. His message simply said, "hey." Normally, I wouldn't have answered anyone who couldn't even have bothered to say more, but then I saw his photos. While I believe looks aren't everything, he was an exception. Here was this sexy and attractive man engaged in extreme outdoor adventures that intrigued me. They reminded me of my catamaran ride I took years ago in the middle of the Caribbean Sea without a life jacket and the ability to swim. I sent a reply.

Though we both weren't looking for a relationship, I was okay with that, as I was just looking to have fun. Dating was rather new for me anyway. I wasn't ready to give that up for anyone. Even though there were others who tried, but failed to convince me.

After exchanging numbers, a few more messages, and pictures. We agreed to meet up one evening. He picked me up and we found a place to eat. Over dinner, I learned about his hobbies, what he did for a living, where he was from, and what happened when he arrived in the U.S. His tale is a lot like The American Dream. We seemed quite the opposite of each other, but something clicked for the both of us.

After dinner, he drove me back home, but as I was thanking him for the night our eyes locked. He kissed me. I kissed him back. It was sweet and passionate. I did not want him to go.

Over the course of the time getting to know each other, I eventually took my profile down and stopped answering calls from the others. We had lots of fun on our outings that consisted of long drives, deep conversations, and adventures I would never have dreamed of. There were (really) early morning hikes, skinny dipping at the beach while the sun came up, a road trip that took us through four states in less than two days, and motorbike rides. I fell in love with, but never outright said anything, but would show him in other ways.

I was afraid to share my feelings, as he had previously told me several times, "I don't want to break your heart."  I always wondered what that meant and the more I got to know him, I understood. While it sucked, I appreciated I had his presence in my life. He has encouraged me to try things I used to be afraid of namely: driving and facing my own reality that needs changing. And fast.

The greatest gift he ever gave me though is the ability to love someone again and show it intimate ways. Something I avoided for a number of reasons that occurred in my past relationships. To feel and share that level of passion with someone is indescribable, but it feels so good. When he's not around, I feel the loneliness. I crave his touch, adore his passion for life, love his spontaneity, and most of all him.