That special feeling

Last night I had a reunion night out in a new-ish relaunched club in SoHo with some (ex) colleagues and friends. I ended up spending most of the night chatting to the housemate of one of my colleagues-a tall gentle giant (1.98m tall!) with a lovely Northern accent-standing on a platform so we could speak face to face. We hit it off in one of those rare (for me) alchemic (alcoholic?) mix of chemistry, wit, and common interests, and had a lovely sparky conversation. At some point, he said to me: "I can't believe it... look at you - you can have any guy in this room, and here you are talking to me"

I miss that sometimes, having someone who is amazed by you, who appreciates you, thinks he's lucky that you are with him. His words made me smile, because I had forgotten - that I am young and beautiful (sometimes)... and I had forgotten how warm it feels to be cherished.