Sunday, March 6, 2011
Don't tell me you care about me then break dates.
Don't tell me you respect me then keep pushing when I've said "No."
Don't tell me you love me then won't make time for me.
Don't tell me you're into me when I'm not a priority in your life.
Don't tell me, "I'm trying," when you haven't included me as part of the process.
Don't call, text or email to keep in touch, check in or to say, "Hi," then don't ask me out.
This is what a real man DOES when he is into me:
He calls a lot.
He spends time with me, vertically and horizontally.
He makes me a priority on his schedule.
He rearranges other appointments to see me.
He says, "No," to family and friends to be with me.
He goes to events he doesn't want to go to because I want to go.
And I do all of this for him as well.
Saturday, March 5, 2011
It was bound to happen.
The DC Metro area isn't that big, with only about 1,000,000 folks here. Not to mention, I've lived here most of my life. Plus add to that, the fact I've been dating for 20+ years, and this becomes a confluence of circumstances that some call a pefect storm. I call it hell-on earth.
Due to my ever-evolving professional experiences and varied personal interests, I've had the good fortune of not running or bumping into past boyfriends, lovers, etc. If I have seen a former, it has been on my terms or at least I anticipated it. This works for me, it is how I like it. I'm not big into the "we can still be friends" thing. When it's over, it's over...I don't need to see you soon and you mos def don't need to see me again. This can (and has) lead to confusion with subsequents, and confusion is not good for anyone.
The problem is that as time passes and with the advent of social media, not to mention, seemingly no one ever leaves the DMV, there is a shift occurring...an unwanted and potentially dangerous shift.
I was recently at an event and TWO of my exes were there. Both are married and both hit on me at the event. *Put that aside for another post.* The point is, I had abso-f€cking-lutely no idea, thought or inclination they would be there. Further, there was no reason for me to be there, other than I was live-tweeting the event. It was so odd for the three of us to be there.
The bizarrest of bizarre part, I dated both of them 20 years ago, within a year of each other.
~Cue strange coincidence music.~
I wonder if this "storm" is going to become a regular thing...I hope not.
- ► 2009 (35)