So this is not your typical girl meets girl story. Or maybe it is and I am just ignorant. I wish there was some sort of rules to this game. My straight girlfriends have "The Rules" and my straight guy friends have "The System". Are there some basic rules I should abide by? Has anyone been on any side of these situations?
I met this woman at a party where most of the people were straight. THis woman, I will call her Gwyneth, there just isn't anyone else like her on earth. There was an instant connection. It was almost electric. It was like a question that I have been walking around unanswered suddenly had an answer . . I complimented her on her dress and blushed, hoping this woman wouldn't realize I had an instant crush on her. She told me about the store she got it from. Our eyes locked and we smiled and heaven became a reality. She asked me if I was with anyone. I said no and then she asked me to come out to her car with her.
We shared the most intense kisses in her car. I gave her my number and she departed from the party.
She invited me out to a friends place to watch movies two nights later. I kept talking to her on the phone as I was driving down there. She got very drunk while I drove down. She told me over and over again that she couldn't wait for met to get down there. When I came in the door I sat down next to her and we kissed. And then she passed out and slept on my arm. It was the most comfortable thing in the world. When I left I wrote her a poem and she woke up long enough to give me a kiss. Someone observed that "You must really like her, I can tell"
I called her again and left her a message the following day. She called back and left me a message explicitly saying that she was not avoiding me and wanted to see me again.
I went over to her house that night not realizing I was about to have the most spiritual experience of my life. I wasn't expecting so much intense passion between us.
We talked and talked. Our conversation literally became heart to heart. What is that Joni Mitchell song "I remember the time you told me love is touching souls". But I digress.
She asked god out loud why we could not have met earlier. Things would have made much more sense if we had found each other earlier. We made love and I still keep my dress from that night underneath my pillow because it smells like her.
I wrote her poems and she told me they had captivated her heart. We finished each others sentences. We would say things out loud the other person merely thought. She would call me late at night and we would pour our hearts out to each other. * We had the same dreams!!! * We couldn't stop thinking about each other. Everyone asked my why I was wandering around looking so happy.
The last time I saw her was a week ago. She said she was really sick last Friday. I heard from her again on Sunday and she said she would call on Monday. My birthday has gone by and she has not called. She was talking about making my birthday gift and how she couldn't wait to celebrate with me. She just overcame depression and she still has some old romances haunting her. It is so bewildering to go from having such a magical connection to having no communication at all. I am especially wounded from not even getting a phone call on my birthday.
Were her words in vain? I don't meet people very easily and I was so cynical about love before I met her. I feel shot through the heart, I feel like my question is unanswered again. Maybe I am stupid for falling in love so quickly but why can't I hit the romance lottery for once? I was feeling a lot more secure in my little bubble of cynicism. Everyone has been remarking that now I look very lost.
Should I be patient and not let this thing get all bent out of proportion? Is a few days too long to wait for a phone call, especially around my birthday? Does she want me to pursue her? Should I get lost? I can't tell b/c she won't even answer the phone.
Please somebody help! What should I do?
-sleepless in never never land