Monday, July 4, 2011

Nothing Compares to Paris

There’s really no way to describe Paris and do it justice. It’s the most beautiful, enticing, wonderful place in the world, and if you are alone well it can be absolute torture.

As much as I love Paris the people are often reluctant to help someone who is struggling with the French language. Which is me, I have absoutley NO grasp on other languages, I can kinda make sense out of Italian and Spanish but French well I might as well be listening to made up language or a personal joke between two lovers.

Despite the small (massive) language barrier I had made quite a life for myself, its funny I’ve only been here for a month but at the same time it feels like I have sloted in perfectly to my new life in Paris.

I absolutely love my roommate Jai and instead of getting my own place we’ve decided that I would just stay here with her for the remainder of my trip. She’s such a sweetheart but shes honest as hell, shes basically a walking contraditction.

I know you’re all wondering what happened with Nathan, well we remain in limbo, stuck between heaven (our former relationship) and hell (also our former relationship). His speech at the airport although induced tears left little of an explaintion that I needed.

“Paris.” Nathan said looking relieved when he finally saw me.

“Nathan, I’ve got a plane to catch, I can’t do this here.” I said exasperated.

“Just give me a couple of minutes. I need to talk to you.”

“So you keep saying, but do you actually have anything to say?” I questioned.

“I do, I know how I treated you, I know I was a complete dick and you didn’t deserve any of it.”

“Ok, why then?” I countered coldly.

“Honestly I’m gonna need months of therpy to work that out, I knew when I was doing it that things weren’t right. That stuff with Becky…I was stupid and I..I should have prepared better for this.”

“I think you’re right about the months of therpy, and lucky you have three of them before I get back, I love you Nathan, but I will never allow myself to be treated that way again and I think you need to work out what happened and why it did…” I said raising a hand and placing it on his cheek.

“Ok and that’s fair enough, well I will see you in three months I suppose.” He said tears filling his eyes but nto allowing any to spill over.

“Can I ask you something? If you don’t want to answer that’s fine, its more about my own insecurities.” I asked and at Nathan’s nod, I asked, “Did you ever cheat on me? At any point in during our relationship?”

“No I never cheated on you Paris, I wouldn’t do that to anyone, especially you.” He said.

“I hope we can work it out Nathan, I think we really could be amazing.” I said pulling him in for a hug.

“I know we can be.” He whispered in my ear.

Oh and why the fake roses? Well you cant take real ones onboard and he wanted me to remember him during my whole trip and it was working, perfectly.