There are a million things I could say about Josef. But when it comes time to put words on a page, well, that’s when I run out of words. He loves nature. He loves his kid. He likes me. He is a fairly private person. He doesn’t even want me to share his picture online. Which is fine. This actually makes me like him more.
His favorite color is black, which is how he takes his coffee. His favorite class in college was analytical processing systems, or something with logic and designs. I don’t pretend to know anything about computer programming but I like it when he tells me about it.
This morning, I was at work at Social Security. I looked at my phone and saw a text. “Good morning beautiful,” it read. I thanked him for compliment, but I told him I didn’t like being called beautiful because being called beautiful makes me feel like my appearance is the most important trait about me. His response?
“Your beauty transcends physicality,” which is the absolute best response I can imagine. Concise and deeply meaningful, I will remember those words for a long time.
I think I might be in love. I haven’t told him that yet. I’m saving in for when I’m positive. Like, next year, maybe. When I’m near him, every impulse in me screams, “I LOVE YOU,” every second, but I know that we will both feel far better if I wait.
Things We Forget 
Leave a comment