I had the first date of my life before last christmas. I want to tell about it now. It was very nice, yes. Was it love that peeked down from the sky on us? What a precious time it was to share these lovely hours with my date. I may finally have an inkling about what those silly romance movies want to depict. I am thankful. For the rest of the day I could hardly think about anything else, my first date. I didn't wave goodbye on the train platform. stupid.

On the plane that night, nearing my home on the other side of the world, all those wonderful impressions were still celebrating together. We shall meet again. I sometimes wonder what my feelings are, if they are love. We did get closer, that's for sure. We each found that we enjoyed our time together, did we not? If only we would have had more time together to explore what could have been. I remain uncertain about us. Still I am happy for the time we had.

And I miss you...