There was a time when I wouldn’t have noticed.
The subtle glance, the genuine smile, the crossed arms… Before,
they would all have flown right over my head.
I don’t make excuses for it, but I know the reasons. I didn’t
get out much, I had low self-esteem, I’d pine over unavailable women… Typical
male hang-ups, I get that.
I’m not saying I was unique, as if I’m the only male in
history to have these problems. I’m just saying, I used to be unable to tell
that a woman wanted me.
Now I can.
And I no longer care…
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