Here goes…

A few months ago I met this guy who came in with his brother to buy a car.
Super cool guy, wasn’t really looking for anything.

Then a couple of months later I ran into that same guy at a local bar.
I was curious.

Messaged his brother and pulled a lame excuse and said that some creep was following me around the bar and I was wondering if his brother knew the guy and I asked for his number…

I waited a few weeks and finally got the guts to text the guy. Played it off perfectly like my “friend” had given me the wrong number… clever.

There was no creep, and yes I got the right number. We messaged back and forth and it was always super short-lived because we both have to get up and work early but he came over last night. We talked and laughed consistently for 4 hours. Time just wasn’t on our side though. Pretty sure he’s dragging just as bad as I am today…

I don’t know what my intentions are here, I’m not sure if I even have any. I just know that I enjoy the conversation and he makes me giggle. He’s also very strong emotionally and physically. I feel safe and that my needs are put first.

I’m finally not second…

To add to this, nothing happened. I was alone. Wanted some company, I was broken and had just been told by someone else that I wasn’t good enough. We hung out, had good conversation and we left it at that. If anything we’ve created a friendship, but there could never be anything more than that…