I met this guy. Extremely nice. Excellent full-time job. Legal side hustle (part-time business owner)Well keep apartment. Nice car. Good conversation. Complimentary. Funny (most times). Has one daughter (the same age as mine- that actually looks QUITE a lot like mine). Family orientated. Responsible. Doesn't mind spending his $...
Great! Except, I just feel...um ok about him. Not a feeling that anything's wrong. It's just nothings wrong. He's a regular guy. Which I like, I guess.
I mean he's handsome. In a handsome sorta way. He's not FIZINE, ya know. He's handsome in a "Im a man who's handsome"...I guess that doesn't work if you don't hear me use my "man" voice. He's dark skin (yumsa!), has , now that I think of it no real disguishable characteristics about him.
I don't have an immediate urge to kiss him. Honestly, I don't even really don't think about kissing him when I'm around him. But he is FaLlInG for the J-ster. I mean calling me (not in a boogaboo sorta way) making dinner plans and play dates and trying discuss summertime events...shit we ain't made it through spring yet!LOL.. I Kid! I Kid!
I shared my feelings of "he's ok" with my grandmother, hoping this 61 year old woman could shed some light on life and love for me; and my grandmother says to me "you should always marry a man that loves you more than you love him."
I realize that a lot of older Black women are taught this. I don't get it.
I wanna feel head over heels and swept up in it all. Instead I feel safe. Like, humph... this works.
oh...yeah this is a completely different guy than my "newlovepoem" guy. He;s great too Except I feel the "spark-a-los" (as my daughter says) with him...now if I could just combine the two...hmmmmm.... polygomy?