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a lovers guide to pain
2002-05-18 14:39:28 (UTC)

You think you've heard it all before...

Ok, you're all looking at the name of my diary and I can
picture you thinking, "here we go, another desperado who's
had his heart broken and is now going to attempt to
articulate his story for the world to see..."

My story is different though. It's mine. Why I'm telling
it to the world I'm not sure. Perhaps it's because I've
had to have it bottled up all this time, not being able to
share my feelings with anyone except my love herself. It's
difficult, when you love someone usually you want to tell
the world. I was no exception in this case.

Lets start with an introduction. If you do happen to read
my diary, please introduce yourself back to me, send me a
message every now and then. Let yourself be known coz I'd
love to talk with you.

But me...I'm Brett. I'm from Melbourne in Australia. If I
can just clarify a couple of myhts right up front. First
up, Australians, or most of them, are nothing like
Crocadile Dundee or Steve Erwin, the croc hunter. Having
spent time recently with Americans, it's phenomanal how
often the paralel between fiction and fact is joint. I'm
19, I turn 20 later this year. I study journalism, but I'm
having time off at the moment because I've spent time
travelling recently.

That's me in a nutshell. If there are any questions along
the way, I'm happy to answer most of them. But let me
start my story...I won't get it finished tonight, because
it's late here and I need sleep, but keep reading...I'll
write more as often as I can.

I guess it all really started about 20 months ago. August
2000. It doesn't feel like it's been that long, but the
calender is always right. It's only on rare occasions that
we get the opportunity to meet someone who instantly lights
up a situation with their personality or even just their
smile. The first time I met her, Bronwyn had that affect
on me. We'd just played in a tennis round robin and were
standing out in the car park. My mate Phil had introduced
us and the three of us just stood there for an hour, maybe
longer, talking about everything and anything. She had
that affect on me. Made me smile, laugh and generally feel
good.

It was August 13 2000 when we first started speaking
regularly online. Nothing serious, just fooling around and
talking about ya usual sorta stuff...Music, movies, sport
etc etc. Eventually we stumbled on to the topic of
relationships and it was established that she was, in fact
single.

At this stage of my life, I was picking up the pieces with
a girl called Kim who'd been my best mate, on and off for a
number of years. We'd been pretty close in the past and I
hoped that a relationship would eventuate as it seemed it
would in the past. History would say Kim and I had to give
it a shot or we'd both have probably died wondering, but at
this stage we'd just started talking again after a 5 or 6
month break where we didn't communicate at all.

My challenge to Bron was that within a certain period of
time, she had to go out on a date with somebody, if she
didn't then some appropriate penalty had been suggested (I
can't recall what, and my icq message history is missing
the period in which this was all discussed).

Time past and she failed to meet the challenge. Kim and I
were still working out a friendship, and so the suggestion
was mounted that Bron and I go on a date together. So
that's what we did. Off to the Pancake Parlour for some
dinner, followed up by a movie then a drive in 'Rona' her
little old Toyota Corona.

Eventually we found a quiet, comfortable place to park so
we could talk some more...soon, talking became mucking
around, and mucking around lead to our first kiss.
Unfortunately, as you'll find out, fate has a sense of
irony about it...

That's all for tonight. I'll continue soon. Take care,
sweet dreams.




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