#hewasmarried

[runnerfgwhite]

I met you in a silence

the world could never hear,

a quiet place

where hearts speak louder than mouths.

We belonged in the pauses,

in the almost-touch,

in the way your eyes

made everything else disappear.

But the stars had other plans,

so I loved you in whispers,

in shadows,

in the spaces where reality couldn’t follow.

And maybe—

just maybe—

in another universe,

we’re not impossible.

[m3-and-you]

He’s got a wife

You know when you meet someone and it’s as though you’ve known each other for years? That’s what I felt with you. 

You saw me before I saw you, remembering things we did together with friends, where I was sat and what I was wearing and I didn’t hardly notice you. You gave the air of quiet confidence, hard to approach, but that didn’t stop me looking, wanting. 

Then, one drunken evening, we got talking (for 2 hours), about nothing in particular, just laughing. Your smile, your laugh, your touch, your glasses, your sense of humour could you be any more perfect? I couldn’t believe how easy it was to get along with you, as though I’d always been your friend, always liked you.

We parted with a hug and I thought that was it, we’d see each other from time to time, perhaps cross paths. 

But that was just the start. 

[datinglifeofamillennial-blog]

The Married Man

Let’s be honest, most of us single Millennial’s have used online dating at least once. Most of us hate it with a passion but we continue to do it. One of my worst experiences ever was the night I dated a married man, unknowingly of course. Here is this perfectly nice guy, well spoken, hardworking, independent, and seemingly genuine. On our first date we decided to meet up for dinner which was surprisingly awful. We had been texting all day everyday for about a week and had even FaceTimed on multiple occasions to see if we connected. During dinner, the waitress came up to ask if we were ready for dessert, which he had gestured towards me as if it were my sole decision. That was when I noticed his shiny silver ring on his left hand. I politely declined dessert stating I was too full to bear more but couldn’t begin to control my thoughts of this ring. Once the waitress left, I looked this man in the eye and said, “Are you married?”. Immediately, his expression and body language changed as he looked at me. I said to him “What is that ring on your hand?” he responded with a simple, “Yes, I am married”. That was all I needed to hear because to me, there is no reason to cheat, leave your spouse if you don’t want to be with them! So, I split the check like a decent human being would and I left. What gall this man had to even go on a date to begin with. Dating is “like a box of chocolates, you never know what you’re gunna get” – said in a Forrest Gump accent. Moving on, sista!

[itsvvelarde]

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