My gut is never wrong but due to all my previous experiences with love and relationships, I felt like I could no longer trust my judgement when it came to guys. When I saw this particular guy on May 18th 2007, ( yes I remember the exact date) the first question that came to mind was “Who is he?” I was immediately attracted to him. So much that when I close my eyes I could still see him and remember each and every feature about him.

He was clean cut, had a thug gentlemen look about him, he was thick, not muscular and not fat, just the way i like them and he was golden complexion like a nice piece of fried chicken. His clothes fit him right and he had a swagger that I could just see him in a magazine or good enough to be on the cover. To sum it all up, he looked good. After many attempts at eaves dropping, I finally found out his name was Royal.

The reality of things set in shortly and I started listing all the things that could be wrong with him. He could be married or heavily involved and committed. He could be a down-low brother. He could be a deadbeat baby daddy or just a jerk. He could be the type that parties, drinks and have sex with girls. He could be the gigolo type. He could be a kiss and tell type of person. He could have girl gossip qualities.He could be the one who can’t commit or has no ambition or goals at all. He could be high school dropout. He could be all the things that’s wrong for me. So I decided to avoid any eye contact or be caught in his traffic just so I could watch him from a distance. Treat him like nice eye candy and that’s all.After all I’ve been through, you get used to expecting the worst and wishing for the best but prefer to do without to avoid the risk of the worst outcomes.

No matter how hard I tried, I’d find myself thinking about him. Wishing for him, Praying for someone like him physically but witha personality that’s compatible to mine. The first thing he said to me was very surprising. We were walking pass one another and he made eye contact with me and said “Good Morning”.Real low tone and simple and kept walking, he didn’t stop, he didn’t try to conversate and I was shocked that he even had any manners at all. That peaked my initial interest. I started watching him wihout him knowing and everytime I saw him he was walking by himself and talking on his  phone. Just like me.