“Omg!!! Tonight is the night!”, I thought to myself.
Yes, it is!
I am finally back in Paris…
My Frenchie actually came to pick me up from my hotel… Oui!!! Oui!!!
Two long years we have waited to see each other.
Those times we talked about the things we wanted to do with each other… starting with that very long passionate kiss… oui!!!
I cannot believe this is actually happening.
then my phone rang…
he says he’s waiting downstairs outside the hotel.
I say I’m on my way down…
I hurry… I couldn’t run any faster…
I come out…
He was just standing there…
it is him…
in the flesh!
waiting…
with a very big smile…
I stop just past the steps…
he walks up to me…
he says, in his very sexy French accent, “first, that kiss I have been dreaming about… as promised… really big…yes?”
We both laughed then he kissed me… very passionately… and embraced me like he had not planned to ever let me go.
I do not know how long that kiss lasted. We were in the middle of the street of Montmartre in the middle of the night not caring that there were other French people walking by. It was like time stood still.
He held my hand and lead me towards Sacré-Cœur we walked around and talked. We tried to play catch up then he asked about what our plans were while I was in Paris.
Then I had to tell him what I couldn’t over the phone…
“I’m seeing someone now. Plans have changed. Those dreams and fantasies will have to remain just that… dreams and fantasies.”
I can see the pain in his eyes… it wasn’t easy for me either. But I did tell him from the start that I don’t do LDR’s anyway… him and I can never be.
I said, I just wanted to tell him in person. Sure, I had to fly to Paris for this?
I don’t know what I wanted him to do or say… as usual, he says “I understand”.
He holds me in his arms again but he doesn’t say anything. He looks into my eyes… kisses my forehead then he smiles.
We don’t talk… we just sat at the steps of Sacré-Cœur enjoying the view of the beautiful city of Paris. He held my head so I can lean on his chest as if to listen to his heart beat.
I don’t know how long we were there for… I didn’t want it to end. But then it started to drizzle… we looked at each other and knew it was time to get back. It was like the sky was also sharing our sadness.
We walked back to the hotel not saying anything to each other…
there was nothing left to say.
As we got to the steps of my hotel, he kisses me again… almost like he did the first time but not quite.
It didn’t seem to me like that was going to be our last kiss.
Then he gives me a tight embrace and says… “Bonne chance ma belle princess.”
He steps back and stares at me… as if to memorize my face…
then turns around and walks away… 😢
Grosses bises ♥ Etoile
PS
The gifs on here were in anticipation of what was to happen when we finally saw each other in Paris. I had not planned to be with anyone till after our tryst. But I guess fate has a funny way of playing with your heart. haha
Now that I’m with someone, it’s a major game changer for me. I tried to be just focused on my Frenchie now it will be different.