All you need is Love, and Love is all you need.
Two hours had passed and not a single person entered. The building I rented was right on the corner a few blocks away from the French Quarter. Stragglers passed by, but they didn't seem too interested in any art. "Philistines." I joked to myself. I was also awaiting a girl I'd been seeing for a few months. I'd sent a follow-up text to check if she would still come. No response. I later find her on Locale (a social app dedicated to your location at all times) at an event across town somewhere. Oh, well.
It’s a match! Shit, now what? Putting my phone down, I take a deep breath and change the channel. Ding! Smiling as I pick up my phone to read the notification, “Hey sexy.” Seriously? That’s what dating has come to? Rolling my eyes before replying, “Hey, how’s it going?” Responding within seconds, “It’s going good beautiful. How’s it going with you?” I quickly unmatch him. I’ve chatted with enough men to know once they start using the physically descriptive words, they are just wanting to hook-up.
Mermaid and Nightingale
I met Alouette at the zoo, of all places, my first day in Paris. I was a tall, timid American in a headband and a red dress, looking (I hoped) like an actress in a New Wave movie from the 1960s. Chantal Goya, Catherine Deneuve. Brigitte Bardot. I had dressed up to see the Château de Vincennes—because the trip of a lifetime should begin with a castle—but it was closed for repairs. The zoo was just a few steps away, and so was a kiosk selling chocolate ice cream. So it was an accident that I saw her at all.
Does Every Couple Have a "That's Us" Couple?
Does every couple have a couple they look at and say, "Oh yeah, that's just like us!"? If you read that question and immediately thought of a famous (or not) couple that you compare to you and your partner, I guess that helps get me closer to an answer about how many people do that!
10 Things I’ve Learned About Relationships
Every relationship is different, but no relationship is perfect. We ALL have times when we argue. If you say that you both agree on everything and never fight, either you’ve hit the lottery, or you’re kidding yourself. Either way, a relationship takes both partners working and growing together to face the obstacles that life throws their way. I have been with my fiancé—(I can’t believe I get to say that now!!) off and on for 7 years now. We’ve had our ups and downs, but over the years I’ve learned a few things.
Lips Like Merlot
“Alright, here is your steak and your pasta. If there’s anything else I can get you, just let me know, okay? Enjoy, guys.” Their waitress leaves them alone again, and Talia wishes she could melt into the floor as she picks up a fork to pick at her calamari pasta—the only thing she’d been able to recognize and pronounce on the menu.
What is love?
Until today when people would discuss love or ask me that standard question - “what does love mean to you?” - I wouldn’t know know how to participate or give an answer to that question fully. I would always give some random answer to get through the situation but in reality, I didn’t even totally understand what I was talking about; or maybe, I couldn’t exactly express with the right words - what love means to me. I was always searching for the perfect description to convey precisely what I believe love is. I felt it, I knew that. A couple times. And I always wished to wholly understand and also explain what meaning this word holds. It’s so powerful. The meaning... it’s so subtle, low-key, intense, innocent, yet crazy. Today I feel like I finally have an idea of how to talk about it, and express my views about the word... It’s right, some things just suddenly show up in life when you’re not even looking for it.
This love story takes place in a time where the world was in crisis and humanity was at an all-time low. It all began when I got bored and lonely and decided to see if I could find someone new to talk to. I got on my computer and decided to sign up for one of those dating sites. I'm very much a loner so meeting people in the aspect of a relationship was not heard of for me. Anywho, I signed up for Seeking Arrangements. I must admit, it was fun for the first twelve hours until the men were getting extremely graphic with what they wanted. So I decided to cancel that account and sign up for Tinder. This particular app was very interesting. I was getting attention from all types and social statuses of men. I felt special yet I wasn't looking for what they were looking for. I was simply looking for genuine people I could have an intelligent conversation with. On the 28th of January, I got just that. It had to be around 11:45 at night when I got a hit from this very handsome man. The conversation went on for two hours on Tinder until he said he wanted to hear my voice. We exchanged phone numbers and immediately called each other. We stayed on the phone for another three hours. As of now, the day would be Thursday. This handsome specimen of God's creation calls my phone at 6 pm. He expresses that he is in my area and was wondering if he could come and get me. I immediately said yes. When we seen each other, there was an instant spark. He ended up taking me to his home where we basically danced, deeply talked, and just mesmerized into each other. I was so much out of my standard of comfortability of telling myself all the things I wasn't going to do like have sex on the first day, saying I love you, or committing to anything. Nonetheless, on the 28th of January, I found myself telling this man I love you. Once those words were uttered, I didn't feel like it was me talking. I didn't know enough about him to feel this way yet it was the most genuine and honest thing I've ever done on impulse. We continued to dance to where the sexual tension was getting thick. Of course, alcohol was a vice yet it wasn't the motivator of what was done. As we hold each other after a passionate night, he allowed me to go on a job interview in his vehicle. NO MAN HAS EVER DONE THAT, which boosted my trust level immensely. From that day forward, we have not had a day apart. It's going on our third month of blissful happiness and I've already been given a proposal. If you ever want to feel the love that your Heavenly Father has for you, take a chance on someone that has the same essence of life as you.
"I'm a damn fool," Alice told herself . Alice twirled her glass of Merlot round and round on the scarred tabletop, trying hard to look as if she hung out in local taverns waiting for blind dates with "silver foxes." Every other table was occupied by families or groups. Worse yet, she was on display in the middle of the whole place. Why did she let her friend talk her into signing up for an online dating site for seniors ? She thought she was clever using a twelve year photo, but now she realized the silver fox could see exactly what she looked like on social media. Her daughter in law documented every family event, but she always caught Alice with her eyes shut or her hair a mess after styling by the granddaughters.
One Sweet Ride
There is no way I can work anymore today. Nope. Not today. I need to feel free. How can I get out of here quickly and quietly? “It’s only been two hours.” I mutter to myself. I move towards to the window and the sun warms my cheeks. There is not a cloud in the sky. “I need to get out there.” I say under my breath.
Until The Day I Die
Tim was in a deep sleep when the sweet silence of his bedroom was disturbed by a strange buzzing noise. He opened his eyes, but could only see out of the right one as half his face was still buried in his pillow. When the buzzing abruptly changed to "Still Rainin'" by Johnny Lang he sat up and saw his phone dancing across his bed side table. He grabbed his phone answered it then cleared his throat for a moment before finally saying "Hello" a woman's voice replied "Timmy?" "Hey Rachael" "Did I wake you up?" "Yeah I was sleeping very well too." "Well it's 2:30 in the afternoon so get up." "Fine" "I heard you got out of the hospital yesterday so I thought I'd call and see how your doing." "How did you know I was in the hospital?" "I ran into your dad the other day, and he told me… everything." Tim looked at the bandages around his wrists. He wasn't sure how much time had pasted when Rachael broke the silence. "She's not worth all this, Tim." "I know. But I loved her so much, though." "Yeah, but did she love you?" "No, not really." "That's my point. Now you can ether go through another month of sitting around doing nothing and eating so much junk food that it fries your brain and you try to do something stupid again, or you can take the first step to recovery and come over hear and spend some time with your best friend." "And spending time with you is the first step to recovery?" "Of course" "How's that?" "Because I'm just that great." Tim laughed as he thought about the truth of her statement. "You have a point there. So what time do you want me to come over?" "That's my boy! Be here around six, we'll go get something to eat." "Alright, I'll see you then." "Hey Tim?" "Yeah?" "I love you, big guy." "Love you too, kid." Tim shut his phone and put it back on the table, then he did something he had not done in a long time, he smiled.
Meeting Finch Blakely
My car wasn’t supposed to break down. I intended to drive myself to Napa in order to soothe my thoughts and calm my nerves before meeting him. Him being Finch Blakely, the man I kept running into at Marley’s, the local market.