"hei" i said to Mr right as he walked through the door of my
life, "wanna get together for some drinks and maybe marrige
for desert?". I was smiling; looking into his multi-colored
eyes, he wasnt. i kept telling him all my whitty jokes while
he was trying to undress me silently."cant we talk first,
then get buissy?" i mumbled, afraid to scare him off. he
just smiled with a closed mouth and kissed me more.While he
was touching me i couldnt help but feel used by this Mr
right guy, he wouldnt talk and get to know me, he wouldnt
talk about himself but thats alright, i figured maybe Mr
right doesnt have a past, he was made for me and therefore,
he has nothing to talk about. he continued kissing and
touching me while i was blinded by his rightchiousness.such
a good human being, he makes me feel so good physically.
after a while i became bored. l wouldnt let him go too far
"after all, Mr whoever u are, i aint no first date slut u
know..". he was a gentlemen. he let me touch him too, he's a
guy with needs u know. an hour past, than another half an
hour and the glow i saw before around Mr right had faded
fully. i made up a story and left the scene quickly, i
needed to think with me self what it meant i f i see no glow
anymore.does it mean he became real,or maybe it means the
glow was some elution i made up for myself so i wouldnt feel
bad about making out with some guy on the first date. what
should i do? should i meet him again or say goodbye and
leave? its hard cos he resembled the real Mr right for a few
seconds of pation, he was tall, dark, long black hair and
big lips. what else do i need? should i just have him and
accept the fact that Mr right does not and will never
exsist? I think i should sleep on him, i meen it, i should
sleep on it. see what destiny awates the grate and mighty
yet troubled me.