Ok, long story short, met a guy, he asked for the #, so I gave it; texted guy for a couple days, invited guy to a movie (yes, I did the inviting). Guy responds that I seem really nice, but he's involved with someone else. WHAT?! GTFOH! What did you ask for my number for then? Lol, guys amuse me. I tell guy that I was really looking more for new friends. He feels bad, backs up and says maybe we can hang out sometime. Ok dude. End of story.
I'm not trippin on it, everybody ain't for everybody, but why would you even take my number if you didn't want to "lead me on"? And lead me on to where? I would have gotten to know you either way -- friends or something more, so what made this man assume that I wanted him in that way? Lol, I can't lie, he had potential, though. (Hey, just being real!)
So it's back to the drawing board, and I must admit, it makes me a little sad, and just when in the last post I try to commit to being patient, in this one, I'm driving up to my favorite thinking spot, playing Alicia Keys and trying not to spill over the fact that no one loves me. Ok, that's not right. I have people who love me, thank God, but no one is in love with me.
And then, it's not so bad, and I wanna enjoy the single life, and fuck love and pudding pops and all that. Sheesh! I can't even decide how I want to feel. One thing I do know is, no one, unless I give them permission, can lead me anywhere. And when the right man comes along to lead me to wherever we're going, I'll follow like the queen that I am, behind the king that he is.
"Lead me on." Boy, please.
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