Romantic and being alone on holiday 2

Every day and night on holiday, I watched my parents walking ahead of me, hand in hand. They always do, they always will. They met at 15 and have been inseparable ever since. I smile, when I see them holding hands.

In Rhodes, I was fascinated at the amount of stars you can see in the night sky. I’ve never seen so many. I wanted to turn around and share my initial reaction to seeing this and also to viewing the old town for first time, and to seeing my first rain storm abroad. But I turn around and no one is there… I was completely alone.

This is when I started to really like myself, because in that moment I knew this was wrong.  I shouldn’t be alone. Someone should have been there with me, to see my face light up at these simple things. I’m like a kid, experiencing things for the first time.  It’s such a waste that no one is there to enjoy seeing me react in such an endearing manner, and that really and truthfully makes me feel sad.

Since that holiday, I have always said that if I got married, I would want to go back to Rhodes. As a single man, I don’t think I could. I don’t want to feel that alone again.



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