With only two weeks left in Franceâ€¦I met a guy. And not just any guy…but one I really like, right as I sat contemplating â€œSomething New. â€œâ€¦Mali walked into my world.
One week ago, I was sitting at the bar with Alexis and Sydney when he entered and I was instantly attracted to him. I mentioned it to Alexis and she called him over. We talked the entire night. We have been hanging out almost every day since. Long walks on the canalsâ€¦French moviesâ€¦late night dinnersâ€¦and, yes, lots of kissing. He calls me â€œMa ChÃ©rieâ€ and signs his text messages with â€œkisses.â€ Heâ€™s attentive and so far not afraid to share how he feels.
As for the something new part he is what the French would call â€œmÃ©tisâ€…mixed. He is Muslim and Jewish but doesnâ€™t practice either. His mother is French, Italian and Spanish and his dad is from Morocco. And he is beautiful. Not just his looks but also his spirit.
And me? I am scared to death! Why? I canâ€™t believe that I am getting on plane in less than two weeks and NOW I meet a guy that I have completely fallen for. Part of me wants to be cautious while another has decided to throw caution to the wind! I told my friends that I am afraid that I will end up with a broken heart.
â€œSo what if you do? Youâ€™ll get over it!â€ said Sydney.
In the profound words of Alfred Lord Tennyson, â€œ‘Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.â€
I am not sure where the story goes from here. But the Paris chapter of my life is partially closed. I am moving back to New York permanently next month. Itâ€™s been an amazing journey living abroad here in Paris. Thank you for sharing it with me!
Wishing you all love, happiness and many French Kisses!
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