Leap Year

Año Bisiesto | Leap Year, a photo by Jorchet on Flickr.

Back in July 22nd 2001 I met a guy on Audiogalaxy and we became friends.
Then we started on MSN and we chatted...a lot. I was deeply depressed and suffered from insomnia and he was between jobs so he had a lot of time off so we'd chat all night long.


In the early beginnings of 2003, he came to Buenos Aires and we met in person at the Ezeiza airport for the first time ever - no, seeing each other on the webcam doesn't count! We hugged, we laughed and we kissed. It felt so weird to have him right in front of me, to be able to hold his hand, to look into his eyes for real!
His stay was of 3 weeks - a lot of time, you'd think! - but then we realised it wasn't near enough, so he ended up staying for 3 months!


When he left we were decided that I'd move in with him to the UK. We'd do all the paperwork to get married to get the Visa allowing me to live there with him.


A year went by...he came back for his holidays and this time, he stayed for three whole months from the off. Why kid ourselves thinking one month would be enough? It was 2004 and that February we decided to get engaged.
One Sunday we went along with my family to the Plaza Francia fair and we decided to buy the rings right there and then. We looked around but we didn't like anything we saw. And then I remembered my dad's friend  Osvaldo Siri who's a  jeweller and we could also get them engraved there. 


A couple of days later we went to see him, we chose some classic bands and thought about what we were going to engrave on them. That same night, Pablo - the jeweller's son who also works there - called me to double check the text and the date we wanted on our rings. We'd thought that we'd choose the date when we got engaged and thought of buying the rings, which was the previous Sunday. 


I go in the kitchen to check on the calendar. I pick up the phone and I tell Pablo we wanted the 29th as a date. Date and texted confirmed, he tells me to pick the rings up the following day.



How can I begin to explain to you that I didn't realise? You know what I mean? It was Sunday...29th...of FEBRUARY!!! SEE WHAT I MEAN?


It's a great anecdote to tell and I don't take it as a bad sign or anything...it's just that...well...just like the anniversary only exists every 4 years, our relationship seems to behave the same way.


He came back in 2005 and I went back with him to Newcastle Upon Tyne. I met his family and was there for 6 months. When we said goodbye we said it'd be our last goodbye.


He came back to Buenos Aires in 2006 for 3 months and left.


He came back in 2008 after 2 years of not being together and I left back with him for another 6 months. Those 6 months were the happiest times we've been together; I fell in love with the place, with his flat and was able to picture how my life would be living there...


It's 2012, another leap year. I was planning on being there by now to spend this special day together but it just didn't happen. Why? Due to various good reasons...many excuses and thousands of fears. 



I still love him with all my heart and he's still my soul-mate and I need to break free from the fears that bind me down here and I don't know why I can't. It's easy to say "Love conquers all" and all that sort of crap. But sometimes fear petrifies you and you just can't move for fear of dying.


In my heart I still hope and I still dream I'll be with him. I don't know when, but something tells me that fate is saying it's going to be this year. You see, we got engaged in 2004, I went over in 2008 and 2012 has to be the time I go over and start my life!


Hopefully the Mayans got it all wrong! *fingers crossed* hahaha!



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