I can't remember my reasons for turning down his offer of a date, but something just didn't feel right and so I'd offered him a friendship. He took it, and yeah okay I know, what good is a friendship to someone who wants to see if there's the chance to evolve? I offered anyway.

We'd had such a great night that I was a little giddy with the adrenaline of a n evening with someone you really click with. I was so pleased that he wanted to be friends. So pleased that he was okay with this.

And then he said it. He said these little words that seemed so huge they felt as though they were bearing down on my chest causing my breaths to shorten and my heart to quicken... "For God's sake PPQ you take my breath away."

And then the silence came thundering in.

In that instant all my resolve shattered into a million pieces with the rest of me and floated around in the balmy night sky. And when, a few moments later, I had managed to piece myself together again I relented and agreed to a date.

I remember thinking at the time, that no one had said something as beautiful to me, or taken their heart off their sleeve and handed it to me in their open palm like that. I remember thinking that those words were uttered just for me. That to him, I was special.

That was years ago.

These days I have the better sense to realise that it was a line and that I most probably didn't own the exclusivity on it. You see the delayed benefit of hindsight means that now I know what it is to be so special to someone else that they would never feed you lines, finally, now I recognise true words when they are spoken.

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