Love Blows

What To Do When

When you find that perfect man who swear he's going to give you the world and he when does, it's a culture shock. So many guys are bums, living off their parents and playing video games on the couch in the basement. They are loud, disruptive, lazy and don't have a care in the world as if they are still teenagers. College or trade school forget about it. It's not that they aren't intelligent, it's because their parents don't want to kick them out, not wanting to "step on their toes." Buying groceries, cleaning the bathroom, vacuuming the floor, all the chores that don't get done because they need to pick out their team for 2K.

Honestly it sucks, having to go through all those frogs and when you find one decent frog, he croaks into an ass. Then you have to start the process all over: tinder, dating and sex (only if he buys you some wine of course). Three hard- well really two hard steps that should be easy but it's not! Life wants you to go through the foot fetish, the "I'm going to the bathroom" when he sees the check is over twenty dollars or the "here's a dick pic, in case you were wondering". No! Nobody was wondering about your package! A man actually opening you door is the highlight of the date night.. which is depressing.

So when a guy approaches you at your local coffee shop with glasses on and the book 1984. Your eyes are immediately glued to him. He must have at least some type of college degree, cause he has a book in his hand. His tight fitted tee showcasing his glorious body and those pearly white teeth he keeps licking. He hands your favorite coffee because he asked the barista what you ordered. When he approaches you, you freeze with excitement. You explode by the brief contact the tips of his hands greet with yours. It's literally God answering your wet dreams. Don't forget to thank God later.

As you drink the coffee you notice a number on the cup with 'have a good day' written on it. You can't stop smiling and his nice gesture sends pleasure shooting to your core. And you have a good day just because he told you too!

You immediately type his number in your phone and don't get the courage to text him because you don't want to sound like a creeper. You wait a couple hours then send the most risky text Hey. Your heart is racing, thumping in your chest. Pretty sure your blood pressure is high with anxiety. A shower will ease you mind and nervousness. As you finally get your body to cool down your music is interrupted by the buzzing of your phone.

Phone call! He didn't text you back, he calls, actually called! When was the last time a man called? You give yourself a pep talk and practice how you are going to talk to him. The mirror is your biggest critic but by the time you work up the courage to answer the phone, he hangs up. You feel defeated but a buzz another buzz gets you out of your funk. A voicemail, how mature. You listen to his voice, weakening your knees. You shiver as he tells you, "Hey it's Nicholas for the coffee shop. Call me back, I'll be waiting."

He'll be waiting! What the hell could that mean? Before you over think it, you press the call back button and it rings. You bite your lip, anxious. "Hey it's Christine." You blush, your cheeks are bright red.

Dates, art galleries, picnics, museums parks go by when you realize you might actually want to marry this man. He introduces you to his family and the family dog, it's official! Your mom adores him, your dad can't stand him but they each want to see their baby girl happy. He's your whole world as you are his but lately he's been distant. You don't understand, everything has been going fine for the past six months. What changed now? You have been a little moody lately, maybe that's why he seems unemotionally unattached. It's your fault, if only he hadn't been with you while you threw up in the morning! You scared him off. Hopefully he'll come back.