Relationships are always so hard for me. I always have this wall up because I feel like I have to protect myself. I especially protect my heart. Recently someone came into my life and changed all that. His name is Thomas and he’s been my partner, my friend, and my lover. I think partner is the most fitting word.
We met at an open-mic, in Mobile Alabama, a few months back. He’s a rap artist and, well you know, I’m a neo-soul artist. That night, I recall him standing on the stage and I was standing right by the stage checking him out. Just casually at first. But I thought to myself, “he’s cute.” What I didn't know was that he was looking right at me the whole time. He had shades on and I could not see his eyes. Hey in my defense woman check out men all the time; we just don’t get caught unless we want to get caught. I actually left the club while he was still on stage performing, so we didn't get to talk that night. Plus, I wasn't really interested in starting a relationship with anyone. He got my business card from a friend of mine and called me. He tried to tell me who he was but I was just like "okay." I thought he was calling for business so I put him in this category; it’s business. The next week, I’m at the open-mic again, he walks up to me and I realize “it’s him.” My cute guy. I know! I'm so slow. We've been talking every since.
We are so compatible. Like it’s crazy how much we compliment each other. He doesn't react to my craziness. He makes me laugh. He’s very loyal and protective. He has this take charge personality that I find so appealing but he’s not overbearing. The fact that we are both into music is such a relief because we understand how important music is to us on a personal level. I've never met anyone quite like him. I’m the storm and he’s the calm in the eye of the storm. He’s not perfect. Thank God! He’s perfect for me. He really makes me happy. We've talked about getting married, and having a kid. I’m just going with the flow right now and where ever this road takes me I’m going willingly.
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