So let’s not talk about my sex-life for once. As exciting as it was previously…and I mean in a previous life…*insert big smiles emoticon* it has changed, and so has my thoughts about dating, and the future. I know, somewhere in the world, a fellow sister or mister just dropped their wine glass, or a bottle of tequila.
Yes. The magic cape was put back into the closet a couple months ago. I’ve dated a lot of guys and I’ve “dated” a lot of people-if you catch my drift, but you knew that already. Carrying on with the story…I met him. He was different from any guy I’ve ever dated, but I was so attracted to him and the fact he downed mozzarella sticks like a champ. He was dapper, I was grunge. He liked designer, I shopped at Urban. He liked GaGa, I liked Katy. He lived in Brooklyn, I lived in Queens. So there were differences, but we were still one in the same emotionally…not to sound like a bag of corn chips.
Yeah, we’ve had our ups and downs. There has been a lot moment where I look at him and I can see that future. I don’t know if I’m jumping in too quickly, but I love the feeling of being with him. He puts a smile on my face, he supports me, he wants the best for me and looks at my imperfections as perfections. I’ve never had that before and it’s something I cherish.
Men aren’t all that bad. Yes, my stories have been about the bad, but I wanted to share the good. I believe that life has put in these shitty situations until I’ve learnt my lesson about dating. Well, I guess I’ve learned my lesson. Ha…If any of you are dating someone who does this for you, consider yourself lucky. If not, you’re just going through your obstacles and believe me, you will find them.
Look at me, the black widow actually found someone to say the line: “hello lover”.
Xo.
K
