I had to make time to see him
November 20, 2001
It's 2 o'clock on the next to last day of August, and all I can think
about is how I really don't want to give up my Indian summer. No Labor Day,
don't come. Can't I just rewind to Memorial Day? Not that I had an absolutely
fantastic summer. I did take three summer classes and work the whole time.
But the romance. Now that is something to daydream about.
I guess my summer really started last December. I ran into an old acquaintance
of mine from high school. He was my first real crush, before I understood
what one felt like. It felt so good to reminisce with him and catch up on
the parts of our lives we missed out on. I found out he was still dating
his Spanish girlfriend and planned to graduate soon. I, on the other hand,
had experienced one serious relationship which ended terribly. These were
The worst part is that I still had this nagging crush for him. I knew
he was forbidden fruit. But I had to take a bite. One day I met up with
Rahul and met his friends. They talked about going to Miami for a vacation
again. I told him how important it was for him to go and get away from the
monotonous life that Northern Virginia provided.
Before our spring semester ended, Rahul and his girlfriend broke up.
He was devastated and came to me for emotional support. I was extremely
apprehensive of letting him lean on me too much. I didn't want our friendship
to get out of hand. Plus, I was used to the way it had always been. Now
I was getting calls all the time, it was clear he missed her and was looking
for a substitute.
I had no idea he liked me until one day he just leaned over and kissed
me. I had no preparation and no warning. I was completely shocked. We talked
about a lot of things that night, I eventually asked him to take some space
for himself and not call me so much anymore. I think it's important for
someone to get used to being alone, especially after the break up of a five-year
Both of us had summer classes and were working, but the chemistry that
ignited between us was unexplainable. He had to see me. I had to make time
to see him. He was my ambrosia. And I was mad for want.
Rahul came back from Miami Monday night. He decided he wanted to try
living down there. The financial strain of supporting both parents was weighing
on him. He needed his freedom, he said. He'd become accustomed to the bachelor
life. I gave my support and let him go.