Dating Solicitation

It won't work if:

You can't be open-minded or always have to be right

You can't see the glass half full

You are non-confrontational

You won't take responsiblity for your actions or own up to your mistakes

You can't say sorry

You are not motivated

You won't meet me halfway

You can't save money

You don't realize the importance of the little things in a relationship

You are messy

You don't care about your health/weight/staying in shape

You constantly need attention and will look elsewhere if I can't always give it to you

You are still 'looking for yourself'

You feel threatened by a woman who knows what she wants

You can't express your feelings or engage in clear, consistent communication

You are dishonest



It might work if:

You know what your goals are

You want to have children

You like being outdoors

You like to try new things

You like cats

You like the beach

You think my friends are fun

You like to travel

You plan things

You see the bigger picture

You accept the fact that my family is strange

You can make me laugh....often

You aren't afraid to argue or disagree with me

You wake up with a renewed hope for life

You like to be affectionate

You love and appreciate all living things

You know the meaning of commitment and intend to be in it for the long haul

You understand that relationships aren't always easy or perfect but you're okay with that

You like to frequent bookstores or coffee houses

Sincerely,
Me

written 2008

Soft Landing

Standing outside saying our goodbyes
Where will this departure take us?
Not sure where to pull strength from
Trying to focus on the negative
But all I can feel at this moment
Is a great sense of loss

Trudging up the stairs, bleary eyed
I trip on the last step, wondering if I should look back
Still hearing your voice echo in the breezeway
As you cheerfully bid farewell to the neighbors

I wonder how your emotion can be so removed
In our final moments together
You rationalize that you've known it was coming
So did I but the pain still cuts deeper than I would imagine

There you go, leaving your--our past behind
Back to your friends and family up north
As I'm left here to pick up the peices of my life
This perfect palm tree paradise
It never was your style

Reaching for my phone as I close the door
Hands shaking as I dial her number
"He's gone" is all I can manage to get out
Minutes later she's standing in my apartment
I'm relieved to have some company

She's got an overnight bag in hand, knowing this first night will be the hardest
We embrace tightly, both trying to grip onto to something
Her situation ironically similar to mine, we release our tears together
It feels cleansing to cry though we know the pain won't lessen anytime soon
We put our feelings on the table, examining every angle

Then suddenly, knock on the door
Oh no, don't make me say goodbye again
It's your brother, he wants to wash his hands
Got dirty packing up the truck
Wiping my face
I nod him towards the bathroom
As I wash away
Our love