Signs and Me
Sometimes i wonder about the games of the universe. I remember sitting in my living room watching some next cheesey rom com, or harping on about something. I asked god to find me a good man who would love me for who i was, be passionate about me, and have excitement for me. I returned to daily grind and my crush, who at the time i'd already started to despise suddenly decided to start talking to me. I'm unusual in my choices of men. I can blame chlaustrophobic scenario's, lack of choice and diversity, fragility, but sometimes i wonder if it's just me. Constantly picking the most emotionally unavailable guy, the height of emotional unavailability...a guy that can't stand you. Life is funny. I remember for that moment it felt like we were finally communicating, he walked with me, i remember how cold it was, that his teeth were chattering, but he still persisted in bombarding me with info about himself. I was so nervous, it's been a while since i've been nervou