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Someone Like You

I spent a week at the beach. How shocking, especially for a girl like me who never did anything impulsive. It was very out of character but after spending the whole day with him he literally charmed the pants off me. We easily talked like we had known each other for a long time. I realized it was over between me and my boyfriend even before I met Yohan. The emotional distance I felt with him became so apparent in contrast to the easy closeness I felt with my new love interest.  His pale cheeks held a lovely glow that I just couldn't take my eyes off.  My mind made up, I would break up with Brian as soon as he was back from Europe. 

As I expected, Brian called me so I could pick him up at the airport.  I nervously waited for him in the stifling heat of the arrivals pick up area surrounded by tired travelers and exhaust fumes making me feel even more uncomfortable.  Even so, it was not as uncomfortable as when our eyes met. 

He gave me a hug and put his luggage in the trunk quickly jumping in the car and immediately started telling me about his exciting trip.  It didn't seem to bother him that he hadn't invited me to go with him even though we had been dating for 2 years.   He didn't even bother to look excited to see me and I used the excuse that he didn't call me on my birthday, or for more than 2 minutes while he was away, to get the courage to blurt out that I wanted to break up. Apparently, he was fine with it and continued to tell me how he had had a blast with his cousins and had gone out every night.  As if that was a good excuse for not calling me. I was perplexed by his cheerfulness, still, we parted on friendly terms like it was no big deal which wasn't surprising.

Yo-han was so different, when he looked at me he really looked, like he wanted to know what I was thinking and feeling. It was refreshing, but Yo-han was rich and I was, let's just say, on a good day considered middle class. At first, I was a bit intimidated by this young man who could afford a gorgeous apartment in one of the most sought-after high-rises on the beach. Looking at him, you would never imagine that's where he lived. He had impeccable taste and wore nice clothes but he wasn't tan like most of his neighbors. Still, his signature smirk and good looks could intimidate the best of them.

His exterior persona oozed confidence with a flirtatious sexiness that had my heart pounding better than any Chad could. I soon found out it was just a wall he put up to protect his tender heart. His life was far from perfect, he was lonely, and he was good at hiding it even from his friends. His family and especially his father were very critical and abusive. Even though Yo-han tried to distance himself, the pain was still there. The damage had been done. He told me he felt close to no one.

That first week was an escape, I broke all my own rules just to be part of his world. He took me to places I would never afford to spend hundreds just on lunch. He taught me how to have proper fun taking me out of my comfort zone. We even paraglided which surprised me because I have a crazy fear of heights. Not wanting to disappoint him, I did the scariest thing and found it exhilarating. Later he told me he was frightened out of his wits but wanted to be brave in front of me. We both laughed nervously, promising not to make each other do anymore crazy things. We decided to have fun with both feet planted firmly on the ground doing something we both enjoyed, dancing all night with a little help from a drink or two, and having a blast with the added companionship of his crazy friends.

He had come drifting into my world at a confusing time in my life. I felt like neither a child nor an adult and I certainly didn't know myself. Up until then, I felt like I was swayed by whomever I was with and none of my friends or even my ex ever gave me the chance to know myself. He was different. He listened, he asked questions. Our conversations easily drifted from topic to topic without feeling forced. 

But it was the quiet moments when we lazily lounged by the pool that he started opening up to me talking about his past. With tangled limbs on quiet afternoons, I helped him release the sad memories that would bring us closer together. We are drawn to people who seem different from us because in the end there are more similarities than differences.

I didn't want to leave, but I had my life to get back to and a new job that I had successfully avoided by coming up with a fake family emergency.  I wondered if I left the cocoon of safety in his arms would I ever get it back? Or would he just forget me and move on to the next.


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