Gonna make a little confession here.
I find one guy, whose-name-shall-not-be-mentioned, attractive and more attractive each time i get to see him. He's smart. He's overbold. He's forward. He speaks his mind (and body & soul & whatever, yes) and I have a feeling his really sweet. He's got no sexy body but the sexiest look and smile. He's hot. And I mean hotter!
We don't really date. Oh Anyone, please tell me what is 'dating' supposed to mean? I honestly hope an answer.
Because the overbold and forward that he is, doesn't really invite me out for a typical date. He does invite me out like we're good to go out to talk about whatever good comes to mind and just have a good time. Like nobody really cares and like it's us when it's not. But I also thought why would I make it hard on me when, first of all, I like him. Second of all, I wanna give it a try. Third of all, I can maybe take things easy and, fourth of all, he seems so persistent. I note to myself, cry a little and your man leaves you alone. So forget drama and hoping i'm good to cry no more,
I gave it a chance. Why?!?
because we're cool like that.