Last month, after months (actually almost a year) of persuasion, someone who had always wanted to call myself his, finally twisted my arm and I said “Yes”. The thing is, after my last relationship last year; I told myself that I would take a back seat from the dating world. Every relationship I partook in, ended up being either a total disaster, me being hurt or just losing interest. People have a tendency of portraying a “perfect” and poised persona when they meet a potential mate. “Why?” you may ask, I am not sure, but I would assume that it plays in their favour, as we always create these lists for ourselves of the perfect mate: · Perfect smile, · Perfect and fair complexion (apparently the most desired), · An amazing dresser, · And a man with money and a provider. Question is; why do we create such expectations for potential lovers when we do not do the same for ourselves? It is all good to know what you want, but what are y
A commentary of my life experiences and some random poetry with true meaning.