I would need to do three posts to explain why I could never be with my ex again. In summary he is a nice person, but I wouldn't trust him with anything.
So where was I. We were picked up from the station by a nice young man who happens to be my exe's cousin who apparently lived with them in Nigeria back in the day. I had zero recollection of him. As expected. By the end of the weekend it was clear that they were not cut of the same cloth and I took his number and promised to force him down to Brooklyn for his birthday weekend.
1. He has male friends... Who threw him a party the weekend before epic weekend.
2. He found out my fave movie and booked the show on Broadway for us
3. I don't have to force him to volunteer information about himself
4. He is patient and kind without being sickly sweet.
5. I love the sound of his voice. This gentl e lilting, giggling thing .
6 I could list his qualities all day but, he has a strange attachment to this Zelda belt (which is cute, but it's an awful belt)
I have it bad... We walked, we ate, we talked, we flirted, we churched, we saw a show. I'm actually terrified of how much I like this guy. Which as you know is probably a disaster waiting to happen . Tears.
