The last time I tried to quit City Hall was because I was catching
feelings. It's been a month of talking, texting, kissing, revealing each
other's lives. I am not trying to marry City Hall or boo him up even, but I
won't lie I think about that little no texting Latin man a lot. Neither of us
is ready to be exclusive, a relationship is serious business, and when I'm
ready I am going to require a lot of my man. Right now I want to enjoy City
Hall's company and get to know him so the thought of me catching feelings
presented a problem. So like any respecting, cynical woman would do I tried to
give City Hall the Heisman a few days ago.
"I think we need to renegotiate the
terms of our friendship," I texted City Hall one morning while he was at
work doing what City Hall people do.
"What is the renegotiation?" he
responded.
"I think I want to give you a release
boo, let you be free ya know. Listen I am a catch and I want more City Hall. I
thank you for putting spark back into my writing again, and making me feel
sexy, but I'm good now." Oooh I was trying so hard to be cold, cold like
men do when they give you the Heisman. I won't lie it stung to type this.
"What exactly do you want
boo" City Hall texted.
I proceeded to tell City Hall I needed 'Good morning' and 'Good night \texts, someone to care about my day, and ask what I am
doing.
" I feel you. I am not a very
affectionate or passionate person,"City Hall said.
"I don't think that is true City
Hall. I think down deep you are a super passionate man. I hear how you talk
about your daughter, how protective you are of her, heartless people don't do
that City Hall."
"She is the only little lady that has
my heart." OMG at this point I am melting and trying even to be a bad
bitch and cut him loose.
"I'll miss you City Hall, you were so
exciting."
"I'm gonna miss you too. You are so
beautiful and friendly," City Hall texted.
"Hey I'm a cool chick, if you ever
want to chat I'm only a text or phone call away."
So I let this simmer for about a day. I
consulted some friends on Facebook and we debated about it. Some said I should
give him his walking papers, other said sometimes you have to fight for a man.
I thought about it for a day, and slept on it, finally decided whatever we are
I wanted to give it a shot.
"City Hall this is stupid. I miss
you, text me in the morning."
And, even though he doesn't normally--- he
texted in the morning. We talked for a bit. He told me he was sick and a tough
man so he didn't need help. I tried to comfort him and offer him help. Then we
got to the nitty gritty of why I was so mad at him in the first place.
"Look I am a basic guy and that
irritates you. The thing is I've been through a lot Lauren so nothing really
phases me anymore. I am heartless, and because I don't treat you the way other
men have you question a lot of things I do. I am not a phone person so I don't
call but I like seeing you."
"I accept you are not a chatty
person. Hell I talk all day honey. And, I too have been through shit you can't
even imagine. I have been royally fucked over by men who called themselves
good. All I want to know is, do you like me City Hall?" Here I am asking
for reassurance like a kid in elementary school.
"I do like you. You are caring, nice,
and you have a BIG heart," City Hall responded.
"That's all I need to know City Hall.
I still want that movie you promised City Hall. I want to see Deadpool."
"You just let me know when boo."
So that is where things stand with City
Hall. I know people will poke holes in this, say City Hall is a player, and I
am stupid. But, honestly I don't care. This 'Pretty Young Thing' makes me feel
amazing. When he texts he sends something funny, or something that makes me
feel like the hottest chick in the room. It is usually funny but sometimes it
is sexy, and hot. And he is legitimately excited to hear when my business is doing
well.
I won't lie I am still mending a broken,
bitter heart. I am working on that. I am praying that God helps me believe the
good in men again, that I can open my heart again. And, maybe with City Hall he
is already doing that. I am working to be patient with him, kind, and
comforting. I am working to not unload him with problems but promote him with
encouragement. I am striving to be a fun chick who can help him escape his
stress too. So for now me and that communicated challenged latin man are gonna
hang. We're going to go on date, make out, laugh together, talk about our
dreams, and maybe just maybe------------- I'll let him call me his
girlfriend... that is a strong MAYBE FOLKS!
Love You, Love God More
Lauren Hope
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