We met at a party some three years ago. I immediately thought he was the finest guy ever. We met a couple of times. What to say about him? He's friendly, sweet, awesomely good-looking, social, open and shows his soul... I like him. I liked him from the start.
But then he moved away to outside a village near the Baltic Sea, but came back for a few days now this Easter. We met up, and my... wasn't he fine? Wasn't he the sweetest thing ever?
Outside the store we met each other. We went to my place, drank lots of Chengsha tea and ate sweets until we could feel nothing but sugar in our mouths. At that point we both were hungry, but I had no food at home. Back to the store, salmon fillets and potatoes and some other stuff we bought and cooked together. It was great.
I let my self drown in his blue blue eyes...
We talked about everything from heaven and earth... deep things, shallow things...Afterwhich... we just went out in the forest by Lake Bergundasjön, found a tree and climbed it. He helped me up. Himself, aspiring to be an arborist, just jumped up. And we sat there for a while, we found a "treasure" in the tree, a geocaching thing. It was so cool.
I loved every minute.
And I now hate the fact that I have a crush on this guy
