It’s cliche to say, “less is more,” but it truly is. A sensible woman appreciates the littlest things that a man will do to make her comfortable and loved. The littlest and simplest things are sometimes unnoticeable yet they can take someone’s breath away when noticed. I have been quite sensible and have been noticing some of Ricky’s moves which most guys I’ve dated haven’t done before. I mean… honestly, I’ve only noticed them recently and I’m quite ashamed to say that I’ve been unaware all this time.
While Ricky is gone for an entire week in Vegas, I have been spending my spare time at night, before going to sleep, by either reflecting back to what we usually do when I’m at his place or by re-reading the text messages we’ve been sending each other ever since I got an Android phone. He was utterly sweet and funny and it amazes me how we’ve carried through a two- year friendship despite all the ups and downs. In that two-year friendship, he gave me signs and I was too blind to notice them. I did reject him twice before and I was oblivious that I did. I can’t believe I’ve been blind all along. I’ve been looking for a guy who will flicker my hopes of childhood dreams of requited love and here he is:
A guy who doesn’t mind waking up at 4 am just to make me a cup of hot tea because of my excruciating cramps.
A guy who carries me from the couch to the bed even though I’ve cautioned him that I might be 15 pounds heavier.
A guy who doesn’t mind that I come over to his place and stays up late with me, knowing that he’s going to work at 8 am the next morning.
A guy who listens to my endless ramble knowing that he’s tired as hell.
A guy who calls me “peach” because he thinks I’m sweet.
A guy who doesn’t mind me calling him “cookie” because he has attractive moles that made me want to trace them with a black marker.
A guy who kisses me on my cheek or my forehead more than my lips.
A guy who doesn’t mind driving when I’m too lazy to hop onto the driver’s seat.
A guy who confesses that he’s been in love with me all this time while I was unaware of it.
A guy who apologizes by surprising me with a box of chocolates and a new pack of highlighters.
A guy who e-mails me randomly because I’m in his mind.
A guy who calls me even though I know he’s busy or out with his buddies.
A guy who thoughtfully addresses my dad and mom, “Mr. and Mrs.”
A guy who is very sweet to remember my parents’ birthdays.
A guy who brings me cold drops and a tissue box to my house because I’m sick.
A guy who steals the words out of my mind just in time to say, “I miss you.”
Ricky is THAT guy. I’m quite lucky aren’t I?