“All most
women want is for their man to make them feel like they're the only
girl in the world.”
How
the hell can you feel like the only girl in the world? So you want
dudes to lie to you huh?The previous quote always seemed like a
selfish demand to me and I made it known everytime a woman uttered
anything similar.
Until I laid my eyes on her!
She
had skin that shined like the sun, perfect as if baby oil just
secreted from her body. Chocolate complexion like the best tasting
candy bar. Her physique was also a work of art, perfectly
proportioned. (She had a nice ass) Such a beautiful sight to see.
Although all of these things could be used to accurately describe the
Queen, they only scratched the surface. She demanded attention from
everyone, without saying a word. What intrigued me most about her was
the fire in her eyes when she spoke about her passions. It led me to
believe that she could not be stopped by anything or anyone. I enjoyed watching her share her experiences as she explored
her artistic abilities. My first thought was to immediately tell her
how I felt, but.......
The
FEAR crept in.
“What
if she is already in a relationship? Maybe I'm not interesting enough
for a woman of her caliber. I'm sure she wants a guy who's already
established financially.”
It
took me weeks to approach her, I figured I had nothing to lose. So I
proceeded to slide in her DMs
“Hello
beautiful, I'm Eric. I like your energy and the way you present
yourself. I would love to get to know you better. Here's my number
(313) 529-5843 feel free to contact me anytime. Have a great day.”
I
waited with great anticipation, sure that my confidence would be
rewarded. After a few minutes my phone began to vibrate, she
responded.
In
my mind a new love was on the horizon, but........
she wrote back
“Thank
You Eric for the compliments I truly appreciate you. Unfortunately
I'm not interested in any male friendships, I'm focusing on my
journey to master self-love.”
After
the intial blow to my ego, I began to smile. How could I be mad at
that answer, her response only intensified what I felt about her. I
thought to myself, this woman is “the one” if she exists at all.
The only girl in the world quote didn't seem so foreign to me
anymore, I think I finally get it. We never had a physical
interaction or even a phone conversation, but she challenged me in
ways I never experienced. It was her essence and existence that
inspired me to become a better person. It was a feeling I could
hardly explain.
One
word descriptions usually helped me remember people, but she was so
much more than a empty interpretation of words, she was a feeling
like no other, she was a once in a lifetime type of lady.
She
was THE PROTOTYPE..........