It's been a very frustrating time for me in the love life department since I broke up with Rock years back. I admit there are times when I wonder if I should've stuck it out a little longer there. But when I think back on the things I went through with Rock, both good and bad, I'm pretty sure I made the right decision to end it.
But it's been so crazy trying to find suitable guys for dating that meet my criteria and at the same time have an interest in me. Even trying to do the friends with benefits thing has left me unfulfilled. The bad thing about the FWB thing is that sometimes you catch feelings for the other person. But when they're not at that same level and will likely never get there, it leads to disappointment.
Lately I've been running into guys that sound good on paper but when you try to connect with them, the evasion games begin. Granted about three or four of them lived in other states. I don't know what it is about me and long distance attempts. I can never seem to find a guy near me and since I live in the burbs even if I do find one, the challenge is finding one willing to commute to me.
The scenario ends up that I'm the one trying to keep the conversations going and when I stop talking they stop talking. The worst thing is you can't complain about it because as I blogged about before, if you bitch about it, you're being too dramatic or so sensitive. Push them to suggest a meeting date and they tell you that you're going too fast (even if you have no intentions of sex).
I'm so sick and tired of being single. Of course if I ever am in a relationship again, I'll probably then say I wish I were single. LOL...always pining for what you don't have.
But I guess I can't give up. Interestingly enough I may have some summer intrigue close to home. My former neighbor who has had her house in the market for over four years finally found a buyer. And one of my nosey neighbors across the street made a point to tell me that he's single and drives a Harley Davidson. Of course in my fantasies I imagine he's a stud and it'll be magical when we finally meet.
But yes I know it's a fantasy. But sometimes reality is stranger than fiction. Who knows...maybe my prince will come and live next door to me. Yeah right.
But in the meantime I close out with En Vogue's rendition of Someday My Prince Will Come. Cindy tears this song up and gets strong support from the other ladies. Maybe someday my prince will come. But if he doesn't it'll have to be okay.
Oh man, the problems you're having with dating sound JUST like the ones I've been having lately. For all of these advances in telecommunications, it can feel like we're talking and meeting with people even less.
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Wow, Cindy's vocals are amazing! I've rarely, if ever, have been disappointed with En Vogue's music. Thanks for sharing!
ReplyDeleteI've written so many poems over the years about the difficulty I had dating and trying to find a decent mate. Like Karsh said, the technology has only made it worse.
Just keep the faith man. Keep the faith. You'll find him (or he'll find you). Usually when you least expect, he'll show up. You just have to be open to the possibilities (whatever they may be). And know--whether you're in a relationship or not--you'll be just fine (believe that).
After reading this and thinking about a lot of things, I have decided that this is probably not going to work for me. I can't figure out why, but maybe I am too late and this plane has left the gate. Thanks for always helping a bruh understand the life.
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