With his dreadlocks dangling elegantly in front of his face... and his guitar strapped to his back, his sly smile full of intrigue... I noticed him instantly, and I fell into a tunnel vision like never before.
He smiled coyly, and said "Excuse me," his accent deliciously seductive and foreign, "Are you from Peru?"
"YES how did you know i replied", in amazement, for no one guesses my heritage right off the bat.
"Well" he replies, "i used to live in Arequipa..."
"Thats crazy thats where i was BORN!"
"Thats so funny, 2 of the girls I've fallen in love with were from there..."
to myself I though maybe I'll be lucky number 3...
there was electricity between us... we exchanged laughs and smiles... but nothing more for my social duties called... my ball and chain was there (Jessica)...
Later on that night, or rather that morning I searched for him, with out really looking... I saw his hat beyond a wall, and took a long detour to the "water fountain"... he smiled when i saw him. it was cold out and i wasn't dressed for the weather so shivering uncontrollably he offered me his coat like a gentleman... We talked for a while, and he serenaded me with some guitar songs he wrote... and then after a while he said he had to go home... and while walking away he says, "I just want you to know, in case i never see you again, that I think you are a very beautiful, and pretty girl."
My heart leaped froward at that moment and went home with him.. several days later we met by chance at a rave... which we left with friends and went to some stupid girls house, where we found ourselves bored to death, but totally happy just enjoying each other company...
After that night we talked everyday.. he took me out on dates.. bought me presents for no reason.. and always made sure i was happy... And i find myself doing the same for him.I'm pretty sure he's the one... and its only been a month <3 I just hope I'm not jumping the gun.. i tend to do that.