Oh, I’m in trouble…
There is a grown man that comes to the shop and his interest in me grows more obvious everytime he sees me. It’d be easier to deal with if he was like the other men who just said it bluntly or the ones that were to shy to say anything; but this man is both bold and withholding. His eyes and looks tell me what he wants me to know and his public displays of affection in front of my parents show that he should be someone of comfort and trust. Little do they know, he never mentions his intentions verbally but through his body language, he tells me the straight story.
I enjoy the absence of companionship. I learn to better identify when it is real and I appreciate it more when I have it.
I enjoy long car rides.
I’m really romantic but I refuse to waste it on insignificant people.