Wednesday, August 24, 2005

Unexpected Affair

It hasn’t been that long for me since the breakup. See Below. But I found myself realizing untapped potential. What led to this mysterious chain of events makes this situation even more fascinating.

I was sick barely able to make it through work. My boss tried repeatedly to send me home but my stubbornness demanded me to stay. So I reached out to the ex for some comfort and support. “Will you come over and take care of me?” Now mind you I took care of him when he was sick many times and never have asked him to help me. One incident I drove 45 minutes away out to see him with my daughter at 12:30a.m. Guess what response I got…. “I don’t feel like driving right now” and “I want to sleep in my own bed tonight” (gee thanks) Now my feet hurt, I can’t quit coughing, I am loosing my voice, and my sinuses are hurting so bad I am actually contemplating the emergency room. All I wanted was a foot massage, some soup, and some reassurance. But I guess the good guy came through as he showed up but with an attitude. He gave me some cheesy one foot massage and proceeded to tell me that he couldn’t get me any soup because there were dishes in my sink. And if I were to clean the kitchen he would make me some soup. Now mind you, I was SICK and I had thrown up that day. So I was weak from lack of food, tired from the 10 hour day at work, and drained from the sickness that had invaded my body. So I got upset and surprise, I threw up again. The little bit that I had in my stomach. And the shear anger drove me to do the dishes and clean the sink where he said he was going home because of my attitude. Fine take your selfish ass home. In my anger I remember this small voice of reason, someone offered all the things that I wanted and would have given his right arm before my daughter would have went to my mother crying saying “He is being mean to me. He is being mean to my Mommy.”

Well He came back to my place with canned soup. Heated it up in the microwave and proceeded to spoon feed me. And after said “look what nice of a guy I am, I got you soup.” (Forget the soup. It wasn’t worth it) And the past two years of me being nice and caring and thoughtful, was shown to me just how much he appreciated it. If he really cared about me not only would the offer had been there, But he would have gotten some enjoyment from seeing a very independent woman needing some help. Which in turn only made me think back to the one that made the subtle offer with nothing needed in return but my friendship. Someone that did not go unnoticed but more disregarded. A innocent look at women with the inexperience to boot.

Before I knew it something happened to me. A light in the darkness. Almost as if he turned on the magnetic force to uncontrollably draw me to him. And before I knew it my friend became more. He is someone that has been caught at the perfect time to be shown something that most men strive there whole life to figure out for themselves. And that is how to please a woman, emotionally, physically, mentally, and of course sexually. And another big bonus he is eager to learn. I heard this saying and I understand it more as I get older:

Men love the women that they are attracted to.

Women are attracted to the men they love.

Funny how emotions can mimic alcohol. The more you look at someone the more beautiful they become. I will end this on an extremely happy note.

May my beacon in the night guide me through the stormy waters. Keep me safe, and be my light where there is nothing but darkness. Yet the beacon would never be there if there was no boat.

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