So why does it happen? The good things I want...are always on the way to somewhere else?Love...passes me by once again...
I had an amazing weekend with him. We actually met for two days in Taipei. He felt easy to the eyes. We didn't hold hands, and I had no strong urge to be with him. Until 5 days ago, I was trying to see if I could get out of showing him around the town. Then...some good weather, a bit of a view, a relay to a boba place, and an afternoon of a great conversation...
Add some loneliness and a whole heck a lot of sexual attraction... The sex was great, probably the best I have ever had...for three nights...
I miss him already, yet, I don't even know if our paths would ever cross again.
