Sunday, April 10, 2005

Nerves, Part Two

And it's you and me and all of the people
And I don't know why I can't keep my eyes off of you
'You and Me,' Lifehouse

I got to his place at 10:30, fifteen minutes before church starts, and after I let myself into the house, the first thing I heard was him calling down the stairs to me, "Do you know how to tie a tie?" I got upstairs, and he was in the bathroom in front of the mirror, trying to remember how to tie it; with both of us working on it, we got it to look, well, not quite the way it's supposed to, but pretty darn close.

I don't really feel as though I can write well about the rest of the day yet, as I am still mulling it over in my head in little, disjointed thought fragments.


He wore a suit
(And was nervous)
And was lovely and a gentleman
('as is his wont')
And nearly fell asleep during prayer
(I knew, because his hands twitched)
----
After church
(which ran long)
We went for coffee
(since he hadn't slept)
And discussed my parents
(so he would know what to expect)
----
When we got two miles from home
(just before the church on the curve)
He said, "We must be getting close"
(so I asked him how he knew)
And he knew because I was nervouser
(about my family, not about him)
----
He met my parents
(and my aunt and uncle)
And my brothers
(and my grandfather)
And was good with the dogs
(even though they were hyper)
----
We had chicken stirfry for lunch
(but I didn't eat the chicken)
And I gave some to the dog
(and he swatted my hand)
And he was someone to be proud of
(but I wasn't worried about that)
----
We sliced up fruit for a salad
(and everyone talked about murders)
And I felt wonderful
(and I didn't slice up my fingers)
And it was fun, cooking with him
(and I want to do it again)
----
He and I went into the living room
(the only other room he saw)
And sat together on the couch
(both almost falling asleep)
And the littlest dog got in the way
(she scooted in between us, the chaperone)
----
I ran upstairs to get some things
(because we had to leave at 3:45)
And it was wonderful
(and calming and comfortable)
To know he was downstairs
(and wasn't going to run away)
----
On the way back to his place
(a 25 minute drive w/o speeding)
He fell asleep for the last 8 miles
(hadn't really slept since thursday)
And I watched him and the road
(and committed that moment to my memory)
----
And we got to his house
(and he woke up, disoriented)
And we went inside
(one roommate was packing)
And I thanked him for today
(and he put his arms around me)


You don't know how lovely you are
'The Scientist,' Coldplay

2 comments:

Di said...

How did your parents like him? It sounds like you guys had a perfect evening at your house:)

nika said...

they still have objections, but:

Mom thought he was likeable, very funny, etc etc; no feedback from dad yet, except that he apparently thought Mike was nervous the whole time. (heck, I would've been!!) ;P