we can not be closer than this

After that intimate dinner night we became very close to each other. We started to see each other and spending some nice time together more often. Still , he disappears for few days without calling or asking about me, but I never stopped calling him and leave those messages on his phone. I saw his son for the first time in the summer of 2001. We had a good time together. Things went really nice between us until i found out that I am pregnant. I do not know then if I am happy or I am sad and I do not know how to tell him. I almost got crazy. I remembered then that he said that he is leaving some time soon. He was close to his graduation day, he already got a job in California and and I just started my graduate school. I wanted that baby really bad, but the fact that I do not know if he was serious or not about our relationship kills me. Beside all of that our religion differences will be the big concern to me and my family. I cried so bad not knowing what to do. Few days went and I am still thinking about a solution to what i am going through...I decided that I can not live this beutiful dream any more. I decided to wake up and be honest about it. I called him and we went for a long wake. I still remember the exact place where I told him that I am carrying his baby and I can not keep it. I was waiting for him to convince me not to do that. I wish then that he said that he will try to make it work. He was quiet and all what he said is that he understand . I tried to explain things, but he was not listening. He left and we never saw each other again for more than five years. He left with out saying good bye and with out asking what I did. I terminated my pregnancy 2 weeks before he left..it was really a hard time, but it was harder not to say good bye to him. Our relationship was very short, but it was real. I loved him and I never until my graduation stopped passing his place and remember those nice moments we spent together.

He was so hot

One day he invited me and my friends to try his cooking and the African coffee he loves. I went earlier than the others and I helped him cleaning his dirty floor. It was my first time going to his place . His place was amazing. I still remember the places of every thing he had and the colorful African fabrics on his chairs. I said to my self then that it is not just me who is the marriage matrial. It is him too. We really had a good time in his place. I felt then how worm he is and that he want to be close to me. We sat beside each other and for the first time and in front of every body he touched my hand. I felt some thing different going through my body and i felt then that some thing will happen that night. Every body was ready to leave, but not me. I want to stay and he did not mind, in the contrary he wanted me to stay and he invited me for a cup of wine. I do not drink my self but i did not say no. I want to be drunk that night and I think he wanted that too. We did not talk much after that, but we did a lot of nice things other than talking. I end up spending the night with him...man he was very hot and I just want to keep those nice moment for ever.

I loved him from the first sight

He came with my frind to dinner. I was still working in my small kitchen when they arrived, but that does not stop me from looking at him and show him that I was so happy to see him again. My god ..he is very handsome, polite, and he knows how to talk and attract my attention. we were talking about a lot of things and I noticed that he like talking about food the most. He said that he know how to cook Ethiopian food and he will be happy to cook for us. He kept looking at me and I heared him saying to my friend that I am a marriage material. I pretended then that I did not hear any thing , but I can not be happier that time and I have no idea why I had that feeling. They spend almost 3 hours. While leaving he said that he want to see me again. I wanted to show him how much I was happy to hear that and ask him when he want to see me, but I stopped my self. Days gone with out seeing him and hearing any thing from him, but still i was not sure why I still really thinking about him. We met few times after that in the presence of our friends. We went swimming in the River. He visited me in my place few time alone, but he never tried to say any thing different than taking about travel and work and some other things. I started to be annoyed and I wanted him to act different. I wanted him that time to come closer to me and try to kiss me, but he never did. I thought that time he just wanted to be friend, but inside me I wanted more and I cant ask for it.

He is intersed...yay

weeks gone without having a chance to see him. His car parked in the garage and his place light is off all the time. Please god where is he and what he is doing. How can i talk to him or where I can meet him???????????
until that day, when my friend who I work with her my part time job on campus came to me and said hey girle..I have some news to you, but not before dinner. My heart then told me that she know some thing about that guy, but how?..I never told her any thing. Any way , while we having our dinner she told me that one of her friends is interested on me. I have the feeling then that I know who she is talking about. I asked her..is he the black guy live behind my place? how did you know girl, she replied. I smiled and said please tell him that he can come with you for dinner some time. Waw..that night i was so happy. I can not sleep that night thinking about him and what I will say when i see him. Since then, I called him my chocolate prince. He came that weekend with her and our story started.

First meeting

It was my first semester at graduate school. living in a school housing where I do not know any body was not fun. I was bored and lonely. The weather was beautiful, but I was feeling cold. I sat out side my small studio room looking for the sun and enjoying the beautiful front yard we had. My tea started to get cold between my hands when he passed going to check his mail box. He was not the most handsome man on campus, but some thing inside me attracted to him, which gave me the warm feeling i wanted that time. He smiled to me when he came back...my god..almost ten years past and I still remember that smile. After that day, sitting out side my room became a habit waiting for him to come to check his mail. Weeks passed and I am still thinking about that person who never come again to check his mail. I started to give up on seeing him thinking that he already left when I saw him again in the parking lot..waw, he still here i said to my self. he looked at me and smiled again. I saw the happiness on his face to see me again. I said hi to him and he said hi back . That time I decide to follow him to see where he lives. I felt so good when he graped his keys and opened his room. Yes, this is what I said to my self. he live here.