It ended with a "good night"...two simple words to cap off an evening full of peace, fun, and a pleasant escape. To say you thought it would end this way would be optimistic, at best, especially since company with this person had never been shared before..but after those two words, you couldn't wait for the next day to come, so you could do it some more.
Laughs, stories, quick anecdotes and the required silence to process each other's thoughts were all in the midst; if any nerves were present in the beginning, they were gone right away. The hands on the clock flew by so fast, which is what tends to happen when good times are being had; motives went out the window, which left neither party suspicious or mad.
After a while, you feel like you've heard it all and, in a way, this particular story has the usual parts, but it still has its own identity, its own feel, its own ingredients that make it singular and stand alone...and even though the words were said to end the night earlier and plans were made to do it again, you still want to pick up the cell and dial their number on your phone.
For now, those two words will do, along with the acts that preceded them, all of which were first-rate...and to think, the fun has only begun, because we have yet to go on our first ever date.
4/29/12 @ 10:54 A.M.