I love Long Beach. Just freaking love, it. Love walking along the beach, walking down 2nd street in Belmont Shores, walking down Broadway or just walking in general. It is so peaceful and beautiful. Tonight especially. I have walked along the beach hundreds of times. Walked to watch the sunrise, sunset, at dusk, at dawn, or just because it was Thursday and I felt like it. But this evening it feels different. The sun is beginning to set, and it looks more beautiful than ever.
Knowing someone while not knowing them is the most conflictingly emotional feeling a person can experience. Throw in a little passion with a sense of yearning for something and you have me. Oh yeah. Let’s not forget the conversation. There is nothing more stimulating then great conversation.
We walked along the beach laughing, talking and being silly. We knew each other as children now we are getting to know one another as adults. Talking about any and everything. Sports, politics, and life. What we expected, what we got and what we want. Then the what ifs began. What if you had told me when we were younger that you were attracted to me? What if we had started dating when we were younger? What if we had married each other instead of the people we are married to? What if we threw caution to the wind and ran away together?
And then something happened that I have never even seen in a movie. As the sun made its last descent behind the sea, we stopped talking turned to one another and kissed. Usually one person initiates the kiss while the other is the receiver, but we kissed each other. It started off slow as if we were unsure how the other would respond. But when we realized it was what we both had been wanting it became more intense. Passionate. Hungrily, as if I had never been kissed before. So, stimulating I began to feel weak. Weak, empowered, insatiable, satisfied. It was what my body needed, and you were the one person I needed it from.
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