My romantic side kind of withered away after the girl that I was seeing in college decided she did not know what she wanted. But here it goes... I had a friend who was in the hospital in the ICU, and all the nurses thought that I was this persons older brother. Well I brought my G.F. at the time with me to visit my friend, and they where not doing so well. Afterwards I was a little bummed, so her and I went for a walk in downtown Marquette. With each step we seemed to grow closer. We finally got to Matson Lower Harbor Park on the Shore of Lake Superior. Being that it was spring, there was a dampness in the air that seemed to almost flow right though the both of us, so we stopped for a moment and hugged each other, kind of to warm up, but more so to be close to each other. As we stood there as the water would lightly splash onto the pillars of the dock we where standing on, we started to slow dance. As we where holding each other moving to the tempo in our minds and hearts, a gentle snow started to gently glide towards the ground below, I leaned into kiss her, and the night just set in, and the white lights that out lined the buildings around us and though out the downtown came alive as our lips touched. A few months later, she decided that she was not sure what she wanted, but knew it was not me. I moved on, (and to Philly) but the romantic side of me seemed to die with my feelings for her.
Until now... with a possiblity of a new romance with a great girl.... who knows?
