My Rock

It was winter

I was wearing a long black coat, leather pants, sunglasses and high hills...

I went for an interview; not that I didn't have a job, but this one seemed better.

I got in the office...some sort of apartment...

He was there...I was introduced to him and he smiled to me with that gentle smile he has...

I didn't put much attention on him, other than noticing his gray winter jacket...

I got hired...we started working together...the job was dull...no much to do, so he came to my office often just to talk...

We listened some music, classic rock music we both liked...

We had lunch together with the other workers of the office...

Food was good in that restaurant paid by the boss for us to eat...

We laughed a lot...

He and I became friends...

I was dating someone...nothing that serious, I actually don't think I had anything serious with anybody at that time...

We didn't get paid for our work at that place...no one of us did...

so he was one of the first one who quit...

I wrote a card for him saying how much I liked our friendship and that I was going to miss him...

He came into my office and said we could be more than friends...I said I didn't think so...

He left and never came back...

I quit shortly after that (never got paid) and got another job.

I missed him...very much.

There was something about him I couldn't explain...

I talked to some people, I wasn't sure what I felt for him...

He was so kind, so gentle, so humble, so...

Someone told me "you are in love with him" I said "no. I'm not" but shortly after that I called him and asked him if he wanted to be my boyfriend...(I had already broken up with my previous partner) he said he was going to think about it...I waited for him...he told me later that he was so freaking happy when I called and that when we hanged up he said "Yes!" out loud, but he still took a week before calling me back to say "I'd be a fool if I said not to you"

He picked me up and we went to the cinema, but we didn't watch any movie cuz we had no money that day, so we just sat on the floor to watch the shoes of people and talk about them...then we kissed.

It's been 23 years since that time (after living together we got married at some point, but no one of us ever remember exactly when, we just it was around this time of the year)...

Now I know what was it about him that I couldn't explain before: he was a rock...he was going to hold me tight while I tried to heal my deepest wounds... he was going to stick with me even when I fell apart into millions tiny pieces and tried to put myself back together. and he was going to help me to raise up our beautiful girl...

When he said I was beautiful to him and that he loved me, he really meant it, cuz he doesn't know any other way.

Jessica