The Truth Will Out...

I hate to tell you this, my wonderful, trusting readers, but I have been lying to you for several months. Okay, since at least last summer.

Remember when I wrote that I was taking a break from CuteNerdBoy? That was a lie. It was a cover, a smoke screen, something so that you would think you'd understand why I wasn't writing about him quite so often. Oh, I still wrote about him here and there, to maintain the illusion that I was all broken up about him and me and what wasn't to be, but those entries just weren't true.

And the times when I'd disappear for several days at a time? I wasn't depressed. I was just busy commuting back and forth to New York. Because, you see, I met my true and forever love. I won't go into the particulars as to how we met. Suffice to say it was positively romantic, out there on a horse-drawn carriage through Central Park.

I've had to keep quiet, because he's married and has a little baby, and a lot of people seem to know him, but as long as I don't use his full name, it should be okay, right?

His name is Jon. And he's so smart and cute and dreamy. When he looks at me with those big soulful eyes I just want to melt:



I took this picture of him the night we met. Doesn't he just make you want to melt too?

Sometimes he likes to take me to where he works and indulge in little fantasies. I managed to get this picture snapped on the sly. As usual, he's making me laugh:



Then right after that he threw me right there on his desk and we made --

Never mind. A lady doesn't kiss and tell.

Once in a while we'll go out together in public, but not often. We usually meet at an apartment in Queens. But here is a rare outing for us, at the Jersey shore:



We're having fun here, but we were also discussing some serious subjects. Sure he make me laugh, but sometimes we have deep, heart-wrenching conversations about our future. But I still have to smile, because he just make me happy. Even when I'm sad I'm happy.

Unfortunately, because of his wife and son (and because he's some kind of celebrity, I guess), we have to be very careful. Sometimes, because I'm so happy he loves me (and he does love me, I just know it, even though he refuses to say it when I ask him point blank - he's just shy about stuff like that), I'm not always as discreet as I should be. When that happens, he gets angry with me. A friend of mine that always follows us to make sure no one else is following us took this picture:



Yeah, Jon wasn't too happy that night. But oh boy, did we make up later on! Woo!

So yeah, I don't know when we'll be able to be open with this incredible forever love that we share. When we'll be able to let the world see what perfect soulmates Jon and I are, but when we do, I'm sure you'll hear about it.

Until then, keep an eye on these pages...