When I was a senior and was running late for school I would often see this tall handsome boy wearing an all black suit reading a GQ magazine on the Bx 55. I was such a shy girl, but I couldn't help but to look over his shoulder and peak at his magazine to see what he was reading.
Anyway, one Friday night my friend came to my house and told me I HAD to call a guy named Dre. I looked at her as if she was absolutely ridiculous. I never initiated a conversation with a boy and I was not willing to start that day. Besides, I didn't even know who "Dre" was. After much convincing, I finally called him. I remember when I introduced myself, he said "Oh! Hey Kiddo." His voice was so comforting. We spoke on the phone for about 10 minutes before he said "why don't you come downstairs and put a face to the name?" When I went downstairs, little did I know I would be meeting the guy from the bus! After that day, when he would get home from work and I got home from school, we would go for the longest walks and talked about anything that came to mind.
About a month later, things took a turn for the worst. He told me he loved me. In shock and disbelief, I looked him in his eyes and said "Take me home and never call me again." Of course, I now know that was the wrong thing to say, but when I was 17 years old I didn't know the right things to say. In fact, I thought he was going to take me home and call me when he got home. Not only did he not call me, but because I graduated I didn't see him on the bus anymore. However, I thought about him often. I would walk through parks we strolled through together, I looked up at his window to see if his curtains were the same, I wondered about what he was doing and if he still thought about me. It didn't matter who I dated, I thought about Dre and often wondered "what if..."
Seven years later, I found myself thinking about him more than usual. I thought to myself, "I bet I'm going to run into this boy." A few days later I logged into my Facebook and to my surprise there was a friend request from Dre Reed! I felt like I was 17 again! After screaming and jumping up and down as if the ball dropped on New Year's Day, I accepted his request. I immediately checked to see if he was dating and what he has been up to for the past 7 years. He didn't have a girlfriend which was GREAT news! But, this time he wasn't as close as the 55 bus. He lived 3000 miles away in West Hollywood California.
I screwed up so bad the last time he and I spoke. What could I possibly say to him after I told him to never call me again when he confessed his love?? On the other hand, was I suppose to just be a non speaking "Facebook friend?" I didn't know how to get his attention. After speaking to my close friends and receiving feedback on my "What do you do if you have a Facebook Crush" poll. I decided to inbox him. My message basically said, "I know we haven't spoken for awhile and I see you live in Cali. Here's my number, whenever you're in NYC call me, maybe we can catch up." Soon after, he replied "Hey Kiddo (just like he did our very first conversation) I'm on my way. I'll call you when I get there!" I almost died! At that moment I knew I wanted to be with him forever. The next day he came to New York and this time, I confessed my feelings for him.
Four years later and 3000 miles closer, we've been together ever since. We currently live in New York, but often visit California where we created many memories as well. We are also expecting our first baby this June. I'm really excited to see where our journey will continue to take us.
