He respects my space
And never makes me wait
And he calls exactly when he says he will
He’s close to my mother
Talks business with my father
He’s charming and endearing
And I’m comfortable
Yes, I just used a Taylor Swift song to start a post. I’m sorry, I know, a little pathetic, but it’s warranted.
There’s a guy I dated over two years ago who recently came back into my life. Not only is he ready to spend Saturday nights in with me (a sacrilege for any early relationship) but he’s lately been referring to my new dog as “our dog.” Did I mention we’re not even dating?
This guy is perfect. He has the job and ambition to grow that I’ve been looking for, over 6’3″ and thinks I’m the best thing since sliced bread – maybe even the wheel. But for some reason I can’t wrap my head around the idea of dating him. Hell, I even gave him the old “I just don’t want to date anyone right now” speech… just to continue hearing the compliments without being tied down to date him.
Sometimes, even if a guy is perfect, he’s just not perfect for you.
For anything to spark there needs to be that zsa zsa zsu, and I’m just not zsa zsa feeling it. Hence why it ended two years ago. However, after a low period (read: the guy I was dating called me fat) I magically reconnected with Mr. Zsa Zsa Ew – well, Facebook helped a little.
At first things were good. He was complimenting me, promising me he’d come visit. And then he did – and I remembered it all over again.
The thought of kissing him revolted me, his voice made me want to crawl under my covers and wait for him to leave. There was no spark, no chemistry on my end that pulled me towards him. I just wanted to hear him say nice things about me. Call me a bitch if you will.
The zsa zsa zsu was flat lining and there was nothing I could do to even attempt to bring it back. So I faded out because you need to have that spark, that something that pulls you towards someone.
If there’s no zsa zsa zsu then chances are you’ll make great friends, not lovers. So move on girl and find someone new.