Gabriela’s most romantic date ever turned into quite a few of them, over the period of a few months. If you’ve been reading all of them (which you should do… they should be read in order), you’d know it was a long distance relationship, and they only saw each other once in a while. While long distance relationships can be very hard (Gigi had one for almost 7 years), the good thing about them is that when you are finally together, everything is perfect and romantic, and you don’t want to waste one single minute spent together.
Here is Gabriela’s story continued, in her own words:
I arrive from a long day of driving and I walk up to the door, and there he is to meet me… door wide open, that beautiful smile and I could see the anticipation on his face was just the same as mine. We were finally going to be together again….
I step into the room and candles are lit, music is playing and the lights are out. He did it again… romance and love… how amazing he was…
This weekend became a turning point for us…
The night was spent not letting go of each other and not getting any sleep. He was funny , loving, honest, sincere, sympathetic and an amazing lover. In my eyes, he was my perfect man…
The next day we did a little sight seeing, but something was different. It was as if we both had heavy hearts, we both knew something was wrong with each other, and we were both too afraid to ask what it was…
Finally by late afternoon on the second day I blurted it out. I couldn’t take it anymore…it was killing me to be apart from him… and then he blurted it out…it was killing him too…
Was this crazy…? Three dates ? Only three dates? Could we be so much in love that after three dates we knew we could not be apart?
It was almost as if our weekend was sad. We did not want this to end more than the other weekends. It was hurting us already just thinking about it…
So once again we made every second of every minute mean the world to both of us…We spent hours in bed just holding each other and never wanting it to end, but as you all know by now it was time once again to end our weekend… and like I said, this time was different, not only did I cry as we said our goodbyes, but so did he.
What a long drive back home that was. It seemed as if it lasted for 12 hours instead of 4. It was devastating…
The only positive we had, was that we knew we had to see each other again and very soon… One month apart would not work this time. It was way to long…
So the next meeting was put into plan, only this time, I could not get the time off of work. So what does the most wonderful man in the world do? He drives all the way to my house just to spend the few hours a day that he could with me, and waited patiently at home for my work days to end… and this was the beginning of our 4th date….
