Under your skin,
just below the surface,
where you hide your disdain
It twinkles at the corners of
when you say my name,
as if the
mere utterance of that combination
of vowels and consonants
above the chasm
where you hide
allowing the love
to trickle up,
reverse raindrops of
that water your smile,
still only a smirk
but wholly genuine.
Though the words have been
a barrage of sarcasm,
know that it is ever so evident
what you mean to say,
I love you, too.
This weekend, if we were talking over our frappuccinos (it’s still too hot in Texas for hot coffee), I’d tell you that things are up and down all over the place in my little realm of the world! On the upside, I’m still talking to the Gym Guy (I want to think reader Rowena for that nickname). He seems genuinely sweet, and while there are some concerns, I’m still reserving final judgment until we’ve actually met face to face.
Seems only fair… Continue reading “Weekend Coffee Share: The trouble with boys…”
If we were talking this weekend over coffee, I’d tell you that I think I may have to aim for Saturdays for our weekly recap. Sundays, I seem to be too busy trying to recoup from the rest of the week, and I’m still not 100% set on my schedule in order to feel confident that I’ll get the post in before it’s too late to be part of the Coffee Share. Continue reading “Weekend Coffee Share: New Tinderfella”
One of the things that is important about romance, whether in real life or in fictional works, is the need to feel wanted and to feel worthy of being wanted. Something came up with a conversation with a friend last night, where he started to tell me that eventually I might be confident enough to see myself as worthy. It upset me a great deal, and I immediately jumped down his throat and told him not to lecture me.
It took me all night and into this morning (in the shower) to realize what it was I was really angry about.
Continue reading “I Know My Worth”
As the summer winds down and the school year is looming larger than life, I find myself thinking about and wondering how I will do. I’m armed with more knowledge about myself and my condition, and that can only help… right? Continue reading “First Impressions…”
This weekend, if we were talking over a cup of a coffee (or a glass of iced tea for me… it’s just too hot for coffee), I’d tell you that I feel like I’m starting over completely from scratch in almost every aspect of my life. Starting over in the dating sphere is obvious, since the Pirate situation imploded… Continue reading “Weekend Coffee Share: Starting Over”
Instead of writing my post about the movie Nerve, yesterday was spent going through my posts since 2016 started. I felt I needed to revisit a few things to see if I’ve actually made any progress, or if I was backsliding. Things with the Pirate were so reminiscent of the first full on break up with the Boy that I started thinking about all the similarities, and I saw some progresses that I’d made with the Pirate, or at least in how I dealt with the situation.
It put me in a nostalgic mood. Continue reading “Trying to Just Be Me”