When we had got back from Bulgaria, I had a coffee mug made that changes from a solid black appearance to a photo printed on it when the mug reaches a certain temperature. I had the photo of us at Khan’s Tent emblazoned on the mug. I added an inscription that read “I love you” in red. I was planning on presenting it to Baltic Babe when the time was right. It arrived after our blow-up and I didn’t know what to do with it, so I posted it to her, without any kind of written message included.
I had no use for it and hoped that she would put it somewhere in a cupboard and each time she saw it, she would think of me. Perhaps with the passing of time she would forget what it did when it was heated and would use it one day in front of a boyfriend. Perhaps she might even give it to him in hand and he could watch the picture reveal before his eyes, seeing me smiling back at him.
On the 22nd September at 11.26am I got an unexpected text message from Baltic Babe that read:
What a wonderful present, thank you!
I decided that I wanted to win her back, but I knew that it would take time. I decided that I would learn some Russian and take singing lessons. The singing was part of my plan of inviting her out to a restaurant that had karaoke facilities. Not many classy eateries would have this, so I was prepared to hire the equipment. I would organise matters with the restaurant management in advance.
When the time was right and upon a signal from me, music would start playing. I would produce a microphone and start singing the following song to her. As long as I live, I could never find words better than these.
Player – Baby Come Back
Spending all my nights
All my money going out on the town
Doing anything just to get you off of my mind
But when the morning comes
I’m right back where I started again
Trying to forget you is just a waste of time
Baby come back, any kind of fool could see
There was something in everything about you
Baby come back, you can blame it all on me
I was wrong, and I just can’t live without you
All day long, wearing a mask of false bravado
Trying to keep up the smile that hides a tear
But as the sun goes down
I get that empty feeling again
How I wish to God that you were here
Baby come back, any kind of fool could see
There was something in everything about you
Baby come back, you can blame it all on me
I was wrong, and I just can’t live without you
Now that I put it all together
Give me the chance to make you see
Have you used up all the love in your heart
Nothing left for me
Ain’t there nothing left for me
Baby come back, any kind of fool could see
There was something in everything about you
Baby come back, listen, you can blame it all on me
I was wrong, and I just can’t live without you
I was wrong, and I just can’t live
“There was something in everything about you.” That perfectly captures how I felt about her. She knew nothing of my plan.
MeAndDating - A Grey Knight's tale 