You were late on our first date that day, and maybe that was the first red flag I saw in you.
I was so excited about the day of our first date. I had planned it all; I had made up a whole conversation in my head just to not run out of things to say while talking. You were not as excited as me, did you? You sent me a text to reschedule the time of our date, but I guess you didn't realize it was already five minutes later than the hour we had set. The truth is that I got mad at you that day, but I waited for you to arrive with a smile on my face anyway.
I promised myself I could never again date guys who could not be punctual, and then I dated you again. I guess the worst of all is that I waited. I waited for you more than once just because I wanted to see you, but I will never be able to tell you how much I waited for you.
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The magic of flirting in the rain
RomanceI remember how into you I was, and it hurts. I swear that it still hurts. I guess I will never know why we are all so vulnerable when we fall for someone. I would like to say that the rain ruined our first date that day, but that is not the truth. A...
