Eyes Guy #2



imageMeanwhile …. The Eyes Guy story continues …

See Eyes Guys Intro for the start of the story

This story will more than likely have a number of editions
It has a lot of bends in the road we drive down over a long time
Some of those bends are a little too sharp and unpredictable to follow.

There are parts that may hit a raw wound with some readers and for those who know this story all I ask is that you understand that this is MY story to share. Is it all real and is it unaffected by creative licence? Is your version different to mine …. Maybe. We all take things in our own way to rationalise and process. We have our own opinions and feelings. Life, relationships, feelings … They are all open to interpretation and. Those who know me also know there is no malice within me and never would I aim to hurt another person.

And so it continues…

Less than two weeks after Eyes Guys and I met we were no longer talking. I don’t ever fall so much so fast for anyone.

(Haha just ask the frustrated single guys dating!!)

This was different though. I wanted to talk more, know more, kiss more. I was sucked in. I knew nothing about him but felt like I knew him without words. I knew nothing about his life until this point and I didn’t care about who what or why. A past is what makes you who you are but your personal past is yours not mine. If you choose to share information about it with me then that’s great but I value who a person is now. Who I see them to be. I don’t judge a person on their past unless it affects the present negatively and that includes me.

I was devastated and had no idea what happened. It all happened so fast and I just sat there shocked as I heard the words ‘I don’t want to see you again’. It had something to do with his past and someone or some people in it. Anyway, I couldn’t ask and I couldn’t do anything to change the outcome. I tried to call to talk to him but he didn’t take my call. I sent a text but it wasn’t answered. I accepted it and that was that.

A few months later I sent him a text and said

I really liked the person I saw you to be and I would like to think we could be friends. How would you feel about having a coffee one day?

He replied and said he would like that
I needed to go teach classes in Asia and said when I get back I’ll be in touch to organise something.

When I returned a few weeks later I had some tickets to the Brisbane Show we call the Ekka and asked him when the last time was that he went on rides and acted like a kid. We organised to go together.

It was nice to see him again. As you have learnt, I’m able to separate my emotions and accept when things change and how people feel about that. We were two nice people hanging out and laughing and having fun for the day.

We walked over to the show and chatted and I took him to one of the performances I was really interested to see which was a male tap dance group. As they began Eyes Guy leans over with this enthralled look on his face and tells me

This is awesome!!! Thank you for bringing me to this’

In conversation it turned out that he had never experienced such a show before. Being that my world is full of Dance, I loved the show but expected to. He thought we were going to watch a bunch of little girls in leotards making banging noises. What he experienced was 20-30 year old guys in cool clothes tapping away to funky beats and modern sounds. Some humour thrown in and some obvious friendships between them and Eyes Guy couldn’t help but be impressed. It was so nice to see his reaction.

We had a fun day through crowded paths and found some excellent exhibits and shows to entertain us. We went on a crazy ride and then off we went to the night show that included monster trucks and fireworks.

Now there was one point where we were going to choose a ride to go on and I looked down the alley and it was SO crowded. I’m not a fan of crowds. I looked down there to the masses of people and stopped. I looked at Eyes Guy and made a questioning face of ‘eeek’ and offered him my hand. He took it and we ventured through the crowd to our ride holding hands so as to not get lost.


Now I, in all my innocence, meant nothing more than ‘hold my hand?’ But was surprised that from then on, my hand was never alone and when standing still I was held with arms wrapped around me and when watching the fireworks had puppy dog eyes looking up at me. For all the intuition I have and all the things I apparently know, I did not expect this and didn’t understand what was going on. He made it very clear a few months back that he was not interested in me that way and I accepted this. Even throughout all of this, I just reminded myself there was nothing more than friends going on and shrugged it off.

We walked back to my car afterwards and he still had my hand in his. I still naively went along with it. He left me at my car at the end of the night. We did have a lot of fun and it was nice to just spend time with no plans, laughing together. I really enjoy random basic things. Spontaneous fun. Good times and warm memories.

Time to go and I thanked him for a great day and gave him a hug. I pull away from the hug to get in my car and he kisses me!!!

Now I have explained Eyes Guy kisses. To this day I’m waiting for another man to step up and take over the crown for ‘Best kisser ever’ but I’m starting to think that won’t happen and that thought makes me sad! I LOVE kissing but only if it’s goooood. I don’t kiss easily and I don’t kiss many men but when I do I want to melt right into it and lose thoughts of anything around me. So when Eyes Guy surprised me with this kiss I was too weak to even consider what was happening. So yeah, we kept kissing, I melted and I drove home completely shocked and unaware of anything that happened. I had no idea…

imageTwo days later we went for a walk, holding hands along the river front. It was a public holiday for the show. I was doing zumba classes at the show and visited him upon his invitation in between displays. We made out on his couch and it was like smitten teenagers. It was exciting and fun and I still had no idea what was going on. All I knew was that kissing could go on for hours (it kinda did!) and it made me smile. We had passion, connection and it was so different to anything.

Every person you meet you find attraction in, in different ways.

You can meet someone and have instant attraction. You can sense them, feel them. Be smitten by them, be drawn to them and the chemistry can be ridiculous.
You can meet another who you have equally as much care for but it takes time find that chemistry and desire for more. They are the ones you are obviously physically attracted to but more reserved with. They take time to build into something deep and meaningful. You know they are a wonderful person. You feel lucky to have them in your life. They tick many boxes but you just don’t have that ‘let’s do this’ excitement straight up.

Are either of them bad or is one better than the other? I used to question this and you try to do things differently than what didn’t work. I’ve come to realise you can’t make the rules. We all know couples who have been together half their life who met and that was it, they got married had kids and love each other more and more every day fifty years on.

We also know of couples who met and broke up. They had other relationships but always remembered each other. Years later they run into each other again or for whatever reason meet again. The passion returns and they fall in love. Who knows what’s best except for you: I believe in timing being everything.

I met and loved a beautiful man who was so perfect in so many ways but i always struggled with feeling like he wasn’t ready for me. It turned out I was right. I broke it off with him and it broke my heart. It was the last thing I wanted but I felt like it was what needed to be done. It hurt. In time he agreed. He needed time to be single. It was too soon after his last relationship (remember my questions when meeting someone new… How long have you been single?) and we all need time to heal. He hasn’t done this and as much as the thought he was over ‘her’ he hadn’t gotten over the experience. What I ended up with and still to this day have, is an amazing true friend with a friendship full of respect and love. I also inherited some new big brothers and it makes me smile.

We meet people at different times in our lives for different reasons. Who knows why I met Eyes Guy. To this day I still don’t know. I have my suspicions. We can talk about them later. This Eyes Guy story has only just begun…

Enjoy the moment and don’t close yourself off to anything. Life is short and love is everywhere in many different forms.

❤️ Cass


Eyes Guy Intro



If Carrie had ‘Big’ I had ‘Amazing Eyes Guy’

This guy will pop in and out of blogs
It’s the story of over a year and a half of my life

Meanwhile…In Australia

I was walking through an empty school yard looking for a venue to hold a Zumba event. School holidays had begun and the school gates were open which surprised me.

The venue space was perfect but my timing – not so much! I heard a noise coming from up further and meandered around in that direction. I saw a work ute and a pair of legs, no body.

I called out a shy ‘hello?’

A head belonging to the legs popped up from behind the ute and looked in my direction. I found myself gasping for breath momentarily. That moment literally made me stop and made my heart beat faster.

I am not too good at these things but this was something unusual. I was dressed terribly. I had just taught a stretch and strength class with young dancers and was not wearing too much. I hadn’t planned on dropping into the school. I drove by and saw it and went in, thinking no one would see me. I had been drenched in sweat and had my hair in a messy pile on my head. It is in these moments you wish you thought the potential of a random meeting like this through better… Too late now

Anyway, I explained why I was there and if there may be an after hours number he knows of, that I could call being school holidays. He was there overseeing school renovations but did know the administration staff would be there on Monday and suggested I call then.

Off I ran to my car.
(Literally RAN!!!)

I had a FB group conversation running and wrote in there to tell them about the venue as we were keeping updates regular. I also mentioned the man with amazing eyes. Of course that’s all they heard and after some back and forth they ganged up on me and dared me to go back and talk to him. Not believing I was doing it, I got out of my car and feeling the nervous sweat building up, I walked back up.

He was gone, car still there.

I took a deep breath and called out ‘hello?’ He appeared from the balcony upstairs and came back down to be in front of me. I was SO nervous. I said ‘OK, I went back to my car and messaged my friends about the venue and I may have added that there was a guy here with amazing eyes… They told me I had to tell you that you have amazing eyes.so you have amazing eyes…’ He said ‘Thank You my name is ‘Eye Guy’ *name changed to protect identity haha

I introduced myself and he said ‘would you like the phone number for the lady who looks after the hall bookings?’ I said that I would love that (at the same time as I questioned in my head, why didn’t he say so earlier?  Insert imagined eye roll).image

I said thank you and nervously said good bye and started walking off.

His eyes were even better up close! I saw so much within them. Pain, heart break, love, fun and passion.

i was stopped in my tracks when I heard the words … ‘Would you also like my number?’

I stopped and turned back to him. ‘Eye Guy’ how old are you?’ He told me and he was within my age range ✔️. Next I asked ‘Eye Guy – are you single or ACTUALLY single?’   He said ‘I am very single’. 😬✔️
I shyly said ‘OK then’ I said good bye and ran off in my hot sweaty nervous mess back to the safety of my car. Then I breathed. ✔️✔️✔️

I went out with my girlfriends Laura and Josie that night. (*names NOT changed to protect privacy!)  We were sitting eating dinner in Broadbeach and I told them the story. Laura said ‘So have you messaged him?’ I said ‘Nooooooo!’ So they bullied me into doing so. I went to find his number and realised I was that nervous I don’t even remember saving his number. I had no recollection at all of doing it but knew somehow I was taking it so I must have. But did I save it???? I went through all the ‘Eye Guys’ names in my contact list. (I have a lot of contacts in my phone due to work clients). I had one that stood out as it was just a first name and it was iPhone ‘blue’. I looked at it and the last numbers sounded familiar.

I started a text ‘Hi if this is ‘Eye Guy’ from ‘Blah Blah’ I met today who has amazing eyes, this is Cass. If not, I’m so embarrassed right now!!!’

I saw a text bubble being written straight away. The reply was awesome ‘Yes it is and don’t be embarrassed. I haven’t stopped smiling all day, you made my day. Will you have dinner with me tomorrow night?’

This question started tumultuous times ahead, the best first kiss ever, painful emptiness, incredible elation, continual confusion, smiles for days, hospitals, passion, patience, intense connection, sadness, loyalty, love, understanding, letting go.

image.jpegWe went to Eat Street Markets on our second date. It was busy, full of people as we nervously walked beside each other trying to not get lost in the crowd. Whenever we lost each other momentarily we always managed to find each other’s eyes and smile. It was like we could just sense where each other was and reconnect. Eventually I asked could I hold his arm and he admitted ages later ‘that night at Eat Street when you held my arm, I loved it’. We wandered around, ate fun food, felt like teenagers crushing on each other and I drove him back to where I picked him up from.

I parked my car and we sat for a while and chatted. I have to admit, it was the first time in a long time that I was so excited about a man. Did he have all the check list things I would like to mark off in a perfect ‘ideal man for Cass’ world?  No, he was taller although I wouldn’t call him tall, perhaps the same height when I’m in heels. He was fit although I think he thought he was more buff than I would say.. Can’t spell – yes I know but it’s important to me!!! Stylish and fashionable ? Not really but passable. More ‘attractive’ than handsome. There was just something that drew me to him and if I’m honest in hindsight, I saw pain and turmoil in those eyes and I am drawn to the ones with broken wings. I see everything in ones eyes. There was much passion in them too.

He leaned over and kissed me by surprise. I was instantly shy but I fell under a spell. When he said goodbye, and that he had an awesome night thanking me, he got out and I drove off. I pulled over once around the corner to catch my breath. My belly was full of butterflies, my heart was racing fast and I couldn’t keep driving. I was looking forward to the next text, the next chat, the next date and of course the next kiss. I was on top of the world… Then my sister messaged me …

❤️ Cass

Best First Date Ever?!


When your date shows up wearing a shark-eating-his-head-hat you know you’re going to be getting a good ab workout from laughing a whole lot!

April 2016

G was energetic and enthusiastic even when messaging which meant one of two things:

  1. Either, he was going to be a massive disappointment in person; or
  2. He was going to be a bit of a nutter!

He’d asked me to meet him Saturday afternoon outside King’s College London on the Strand. Organised the date TICK

And had suggested we both wear ‘fancy-dress hats’. I did admit that I didn’t have a fancy-dress hat – obviously masks don’t count – but said I did have a hat I could wear.

It turned out to be a beautiful sunny day so I didn’t wear my more winter-inspired hat.


Along he came, not only with the shark-biting-his-head-hat but also a bright yellow cardigan and red shoes!

Confident, fun and outgoing TICK

(I have never taken a photo on a first date, but I had to sneak the one of him above just to prove it actually happened! See above ⇧)

The hat was a game – a point for every compliment from a passer-by – which I now had no chance of winning!

As soon as we walked into the courtyard at Somerset House people started pointing, laughing and commenting.

It was a great way to get people talking and laughing.

Naturally he was chatting back and explained more than a few times “we’re on a first date and we agreed to wear fancy-dress hats, but she didn’t wear hers.”

Needless to say I laughed a lot. But when it was my turn to wear the hat it didn’t quite have the same effect.

G had got us tickets to ‘Now Play This’, part of the London Games Festival. His aim was for us to play as many games as we could in the time that we had (he had to leave at 6pm).

There were a couple of games which caught our attention – one with lasers and hoola hoops (!) and another called The Heist. We had to wait for that one later in the afternoon.

In the mean time we went back out to the courtyard to play the laser and hoola hoop game which sounded promising.

In reality they took ages to set it up and we went to get a hot drink and red velvet cake and passed the time chatting and laughing whilst they seemed to be huddled in a group listening to someone explaining the rules of the game very badly.

We watched the game first from the most coveted seats in the house – the ground – and then (after managing to nab an elusive table and chairs) from a courtyard table and had no idea how it was supposed to work. We didn’t see any lasers and it was people randomly rolling hoola hoops with 70s inspired fabric squares in them.

Bit weird.

We walked back around and found a hop-scotch game with instructions at various points to ‘hold hands’, ‘give each other a compliment’, ‘say hi to a passer-by’ and then ‘race’!

That was fun and gave a good excuse to touch each other and say something cheesy 😉

Meanwhile, I think he’s made it to something like 16 points to my 2.

So, time for the Heist game. We were a bit late so ended up on different teams. I won and flirted my way to 14 points so we were tied.

Then we found the best game. Do you remember the computer game ‘Snakes’? Screen Shot 2016-04-07 at 00.54.26

It was a large-scale version projected onto the floor. One against the other.

You want to read that I won right?

No… damn it! I lost even when I should have won. I kept being red and yellow kept winning!

But, we had so much fun.

There weren’t many children around (you’d think there would be at a games festival right?!) but the three that were there basically hogged the snakes game. Rude!

We wondered down the hall and popped into different small rooms before we found the ‘nature’ room.

It had some kind of weird camp made out of sticks, cardboard and brown sacks. For some reason we went into that and sat there chatting with two German men who insisted on telling me there were spiders – just odd.

Then a greasy-haired guy came in too – I was beginning to get a bit freaked out at this point, you can understand that surely…?! – and we found out that he had created one of the games so off we went to play it.

It was set up on two computers facing away from each other. G and I sat on opposite sides of the table unable to see the other’s computer screen. We quickly worked out that we each controlled what was happening on the other’s screen.

Good communication was vital. Once I’d actually worked out where the arrow keys were (I was temporarily blinded…please don’t judge me) we were well on our way.  But then we came up against a block: what worked previously didn’t work anymore.

Of course at that point he went into man mode and tried to work it out himself without communicating and was just trying lots of different stuff on his own.

Then I had the brainwave! “Why don’t we try pressing them at the same time?’ Ta dah! High five!

One more go on hop-scotch on our way out – in the rain this time (how romantic…ahh).

Me: “Isn’t it time for you to go”… it was definitely past 6…

G: “I know, but I don’t want to” (result, he’s having a good time) 

Me: “That’s a good way to leave”

G: “oh, look there’s a bar”…starts walking in… stops…”no, I’d better go. Where’s your nearest tube? I’ll walk you there.”

I was one of those people smiling to myself on the tube as I went home replaying in my head the funny things that had happened, the smiles, the laughter, the compliments… Oh, and he dances salsa. Bonus!


SingleNaomi x

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