Twisted Perfect, From Dust to Fog.
It was doomed. And yet this child is ruled by my world of no still. I am just a rain cloud to his unrealistically optimistic world. It may have kept him alive, but I don't need that kind of naive sensibility through Monica-colored lenses. I have had my fair share of romantics, and turning them into lunatics, and fanatics. After me, being with me, destined to be with me. I fear I might have destroyed another unintentionally. It is not my fault that they are driven to such unhealthy relationships of addiction to me. And if it was, since I am the common denominator here, I don't know how I keep doing it.
But, there is some good news. I finally met someone who is definitely real. A definite bread-winner, but still gentleman enough to weigh down the fact that he is okay looking. He's not ugly, not at all. He's a mechanic, this one. For the dealership. I won't mention which. He's lived, he's learned, and he's real about it. Very polite, but realistic. And above all, respectful. I have never been treated with such openness. The man is usually dominating the conversation or locking it into one sect of being trapped.
I like him a lot. He seems nice, and I could talk to him for hours. First date, we hung out from 8 PM to 4 AM. And no, there wasn't any fooling around. No horizontal monster mash on the first date. I swore to myself, and kept to it! And it was easy to. He didn't pull anything fresh, didn't make a move. But admitted he wanted to. I like how he spoke to me. How he treats me. And I love his height! He's a giant. 6 foot 4, bitches. I'm definitely intrigued, a little taken with him indeed.
We shall see where this goes. Our second date was much the same as our first one. We sat on the couch and talked all night, watched movies, had a greet sweet time poking smot too. *Wink.*
Life is good at the moment. Anxiety's at an all time low. And only now that I am coming down from it did I realize that I had goosebumps all the time. Neurotic, literally! I have nerve issues, probably psychologically based. I'm happy at the moment.
That's the most I can ask for. It's all a super casual thing. Very chill. Which is comforting. And he's a gentleman. He definitely has that going for him. He snuck a "babe" in our last rendezvous. Which I found adorable. Oh, and a kiss on the forehead.
He really is a gentle giant. And I'm definitely having a good feeling.
-M-
But, there is some good news. I finally met someone who is definitely real. A definite bread-winner, but still gentleman enough to weigh down the fact that he is okay looking. He's not ugly, not at all. He's a mechanic, this one. For the dealership. I won't mention which. He's lived, he's learned, and he's real about it. Very polite, but realistic. And above all, respectful. I have never been treated with such openness. The man is usually dominating the conversation or locking it into one sect of being trapped.
I like him a lot. He seems nice, and I could talk to him for hours. First date, we hung out from 8 PM to 4 AM. And no, there wasn't any fooling around. No horizontal monster mash on the first date. I swore to myself, and kept to it! And it was easy to. He didn't pull anything fresh, didn't make a move. But admitted he wanted to. I like how he spoke to me. How he treats me. And I love his height! He's a giant. 6 foot 4, bitches. I'm definitely intrigued, a little taken with him indeed.
We shall see where this goes. Our second date was much the same as our first one. We sat on the couch and talked all night, watched movies, had a greet sweet time poking smot too. *Wink.*
Life is good at the moment. Anxiety's at an all time low. And only now that I am coming down from it did I realize that I had goosebumps all the time. Neurotic, literally! I have nerve issues, probably psychologically based. I'm happy at the moment.
That's the most I can ask for. It's all a super casual thing. Very chill. Which is comforting. And he's a gentleman. He definitely has that going for him. He snuck a "babe" in our last rendezvous. Which I found adorable. Oh, and a kiss on the forehead.
He really is a gentle giant. And I'm definitely having a good feeling.
-M-