There was no spark, no tingling feelings in my stomach. I didn't want to kiss him good night and I wasn't excited to see him again. There was no magic. Usually I'm apt to give people many chances (which may be the reason why I end up finding out that my new guy is a nut job on the fifth date). But I don't think that's fair to myself
The first date sets the stage for the rest of a relationship and if a guy can't give me even the tiniest spark of magic in our first few hours together, is there really a chance for there to be fireworks later?
Maybe. But I guess I'm just not willing to accept that for myself. I need to feel something more than that. I need to feel like there is the possibility of something special. I guess I need some kind of...something.
I thought back to that Sex and the City quote - "Some people are settling down, some people are settling, and some people refuse to settle for anything less than butterflies..."
I guess I'm still waiting to find mine.


1 comment:
Never settle, Dude. I think maybe tastes change over time and we discover we have different "wants" after a certain point, and if we adjust the glasses through which we view people then, fine. But I'm with you; no chemistry is nature's way of saying, "This one's not for you, babe."
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