On a cold night of the winter, I and my friends went clubbing, that's when I met the Mr S. He's a free spirited man,kind and was always smiling and I enjoyed looking at him. He dropped me off and we exchanged numbers. We got talking and I couldn't go a day with talking to Mr S, he treated me like I was a princess and made me believe in love again. Mr S always knows how to put back laughter on my face when am sad. He's every woman spec, the mixture of a perfect gentleman and a bad guy.
Months passed by and I found out he had a girlfriend somewhere far away. I was devastated, angry at my self for falling in love with him. I couldn't help it and fell deeper. I wanted him to love me genuinely but it was abortive. All this whine he was lying to me about his feelings towards me. Maybe he was telling me what I wanted to hear. Women! We are so gullible. I wondered how he could love two women at the same time but then there is a saying that men are polygamous in nature.
I cared for him, I couldn't stop loving him. The more I tried to stop loving him the more pain I suffered. I was stucked.
It springtime, I took time off work and traveled far away, before leaving I told him on my arrival he should tell me if he wants me for his girlfriend or not. I was determined at this point.
On my arrival he asked me to be his girlfriend but then he couldn't leave his far away girlfriend. I understood that it's a gradual process, he will need enough time, love, affection and patience.
I know he's kind, caring, romantic and thoughtful, hence he's scared that if he leaves her she will be hurt. Usually the problem of nice gentleman, always scared of hurting people even if it hinders their happiness.