S said he was scared of commitment.
When I was with him I sat in front of a mac and it told me my fortune was happy love that’s just around the corner.
S looked scared of the word.
I’m trying to play it cool with S.
I don’t know how long it will last.
I’ve seen S for three days in a row now.
Still scared of any labels.
When he was on his message feed I saw a conversation with a man named ‘Jordan’.
There was a menacing ‘🍆’ emoji next to the contacts name.
S told me last night he’s scared of commitment.
It’s difficult to see past a mans track record.
But when I’m with S it’s when I spend the most time away from my phone.
I’m not looking for a man to fix anything in me, but S has his subtle way.
When you’re dating always remember Simon and Garfunkel.
Recite the lyrics to yourself.
I’d rather be a sparrow than a snail.
Being the sparrow will always be easier.
I spoke with S in bed. We talked about the community.
We have both made love to D.
As S revealed this, I saw the poster on his wall peel away at the corner.
I fell asleep at 4pm hoping S would make first contact today.
I dreamt S had sent me a Snapchat.
I was so startled by it that when I woke I checked my phone and S had.
Have you ever been emotionally involved with someone who has a certain smell?
His fragrance followed me around and still does. It’s on other men, strangers.
I think it would be easier if it was a bad smell, but it’s such a nice one.