pol·y·am·o·ryˌ (pälēˈamərē) noun:
the philosophy or state of being in love or romantically involved with more than one person at the same time.
I know what you’re probably wondering; can you TRULY love two people at the same time? Well, I sure do… allow me to explain. Raul and I met through mutual friends. We became so close, so fast based on a mutual love for weed, intellectual conversation, and shenanigans. My life was never the same. I’ve been blessed to find a homie, lover and best friend all wrapped into one (sometimes) convenient package. Imagine what it’s like to love your best friend spiritually, intellectually, sexually and physically? It’s (ALMOST) as amazing as it sounds… until feelings get misconstrued, he forgets you’re a serial polyamorist and you out of the blue meet someone so captivating that you know he’s meant to be in your life… bear with me.
So about a year ago (on July 4th, 2015 exactly) while I had been dating Raul for a few months, I met and instantly fell for my other lover (we’ll call him Jake). I SWEAR TO THE UNIVERSE, it was fucking crazy! It all happened so fast that I didn’t understand what had gone on, but suddenly I was love struck. I felt sparks as our hands reached to touch one another in a casual handshake, even before they physically touched (AND I WASN’T EVEN HIGH). It was as if our eight-second interaction had been divinely orchestrated and I witnessed it all out-of-body. After that day I couldn’t get him out of my mind, but I never saw him again… UNTIL I made a Tinder account several months later for completely unrelated reasons and boom, we matched. Suddenly, everything I felt on that first day I met him came back to me and I was set ablaze.
Eventually Jake and I met in person… And it was like God was there in the room aligning every word, every touch, every bit of laughter, every fragment of love within us, every singular passing moment with the most heavenly grace that could exist. I was so high on our passions. If I had never believed in love at first sight before, I did after meeting him.
Mind you, this happened to me ALL WHILE I WAS STILL DATING RAUL. Scandalous I know, but it’s so much deeper than that.
Stay tuned for ‘true life: I’m a serial polyamorist pt. 2′ where I’ll talk about how things are going for me now and what I’ve learned from my journey as a lover of lovers.
DISCLAIMER: Names in this story have been changed to honor the privacy of those involved.