Every ounce of my being is full of hope that it won't be further from what I experienced last time. Why are you even going? You might ask, and rightly ask at that. I don't know, it's the sucker side of me, the side that hasn't given up hope and faith, that I do feel love is still out there for me, and it's probably not going to find me on its own. Gotta put the hours in I guess, because I'm pretty sure nothing's going to come of lee anymore, regardless of his nice words, he's always good at providing the words when it's everso slightly too late. And too late just isn't good enough im afraid.
If all goes really well I hope I'll be able to resist the temptation to sleep with him, I used to be really good at not doing that, now I just go with the 'only live once' mentality which guys seem to appreciate. Girls are always telling me either of the following; one; never sleep with a guy on the first date as it gives them all the power or, two; 'eh, a girls gotta eat. I slept with my such and such partner of so many years on a first date'. I guess it all depends on how things feel, and who knows, maybe his morals will be more deeply routed than my own.
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