Hello, beautiful people of SG!
Hope you all had a lovely week and, either you shared Valentine's with someone or with pizza and your duvet, it doesn't change anything. I don't really celebrate Valentine's as I believe it's a matter of proving your love everyday, not just on February the 14th.
@rambo @lyxzen and @missy asked for our love story and, well, what better one that the one with the man of my life? So, sit comfy and brush your teeth afterwards as it'll be unhealthy sweet (even if we didn't start in the best way). Let's roll!
Let's go back when I was nineteen, back in Granada. I was utter nuts,not that I'm any better now, but like... yeah,a mess. Going out almost every day with my Argentinean boyfriend at that time. It wasn't good, we burnt fast but we loved each other, so we stayed as we where... for way too long. The thing is, on May the 25th, Matthew came into my life and I knew he was the one. I know, cheesy thing to say, but it was automatic.
He was the manager at a night club back then, so we have seen each other before, but it was the first time we actually talked and we did that for hours. About anything. We were both in an unhappy relationshipand we were complaining about it like we were friends since forever. It just felt natural and, at the same time, not enough. At the end of the night, wasted and out of our faces both of us,we exchanged numbers and agreed on meeting at the night club next week "as friends". Utter bullshit, I know.
It was like magnetism or a big bang. We looked for any excuse to just touch each other, even if it was a tiny caress. I felt bad afterwards, don't get me wrong, but I just couldn't think of anyone or anything else when we were together. It was so strong I felt almost numb. I don't need to say, that same night we fucked each other's brains out.
We had that relationship for quite a while... until September, when we called it off. My boyfriend left for London and I thought "this is just a zing, it'll fade away. I can't throw away two years with Gon" so we agreed on stopping and stayed as friends, but there was that feeling. Not enough, not enough.
In December, I planned my holidays to London and, while I was assuring I'll be back, Matt knew I would stay here, so we cried like little kids and confessed that we both had feeings in a rather awkward way. I wished he would feel the same way as I did and he, literally replied eith "You have no fucking idea just how much I love you, so shut up".
I wanted to stay and say to hell with everything, but it wasn't fair and I wasn't ready. I think it's important to say this. Matt and I have quite an age gap... 15 years gap, so I was freaking scared of screwing it up. Not mature enough, not ready cause, I knew. Once we get actually together, it'll be for the rest of our lives.
I moved to London, told everything to Gon and he confessed he was cheating on me as well, but we decided to try it again. We thought we deserved a second chance... and we lasted three months. He knew it, he absolutely knew Matthew was more that a zing and I don't blame him. We called it off after arguing for hours and he left London.
Next time I went to Spain, I met with Matt and we spend the most amazing weekend together. I didn't mind being "the second" as far as I was with him and, to be real, his girlfriend and I had already have a few meetings and she didn't mind our relationship, so it was a green light. It broke us saying farewell but we promised it would be the last time we played family. Next time, it'll be us against the world... and we did.
I went to Spain for Christmas and he was single... a week after last time we saw each other, but he kept it a secret for months to surprise me. That was in 2011. Then he had to move for a while to North England for some family matters and, three years ago, we started living together... FINALLY!
It's been a long way for us, but we had clear that it didn't matter how, as far as it was US. I knew he was the one, but I never thought I could feel the way I feel, it doesn't fade and it grows stronger. Matt's my biggest fan, my best friend and my best half. I wouldn't be here today if he wasn't there when many others would have run away.
So, yeah... we're a pair of whores that fell in love and, call me an awful person but, if going back in time, I would have done every single thing the same way.
Hope you enjoyed our twisted beginnings. Have a lovely Thursday and, remember, get wasted like you mean it and love like you'll die tomorrow.
Kisses and spanks for everyone! And a throw back picture to 2010 when I had a Mohawk and no hair problems lol
