Kiss of Death 2 of 2

I thought they were what I was after. The words that told me I was on my way... romantically, that is. I felt so fortunate to have received them. Now I realize how not-so-fortunate I was. Alright. In recent chatter, I realized a number of ladies aren't aware of what I'm about to share, so listen up closely.
Depending on your relationship status (ranging from stranger to long-term boyfriend), the following words can mean a number of things. Luckily, I'm here to let you know when it's safe and when it's a red flag.

"You're going to be such a great wife and mother."

"I can see myself happily married to you."

My personal favorite: "I think you're the mate I've prayed for my whole life." Tch. Asshole.

Added due to popular demand: "You're wifey material."

[Insert your own hint toward the long-term here]

I know, I know. These seem to be sweet words, meant to warm you on the nights when you maybe wonder if... you know. (Admit it, you've wondered). But, take my word for it, these words could be the beginning of the downward slope. See, if you hear this from a fiance', duh, he's not only thought and said these things but put a plan into action. A boyfriend or guy you're dating might be trying to gauge your reaction in order to plan his next move. A male friend that you have interest in/ has an interest in you? He's the most dangerous. Almost without fail this translates to "You're great but we are so not happening." If he's a stranger, you can chalk it up to an observational compliment and enjoy it.

Don't think that I'm sharing this because I'm jaded. I'm actually not. But, I have always been surprised when the men who told me these things then moved on to the next best woman {see previous blog}. Yes, it happened more than once.

The first time I was in a committed something, and was completely surprised by the sentiment, but pleased. I tried not to read too much into it, figuring if I clung too tightly it would slip away from me. *sarcastic laugh* Anyway, instead of building up, it just disappeared one day. Not a dwindling away or a falling apart. It just wasn't anymore.fuck
The second time around, I was a more cautious woman, avoiding a commitment altogether. I thought myself to be wiser and more realistic. I loved this guy, but wasn't head over heels like I'd been with Guy 1. I figured I'd play it smart and do my own thing. I was again pleased to hear those words, reminding myself that I'd stumbled before. And, again, it disappeared. I know. It seems inconceivable that the same thing would happen to me twice. The same way! And always, always, ALWAYS for another woman that seemed to crop out of nowhere. {related blog to follow}
While I learned a number of things from these encounters (the least of which is that long distance is not my thang), I've learned to beware words that make my heart feel fuzzy, hugs warmer, and kisses dizzying.



***WARNING*** This does not mean that ANYtime you hear such words from ANY man, he's bullsh!tting you. Hell, he might just be legit.

Tag! (Man, I miss that game!)

Double-damn! I get caught up in these all the time. LoL And, for the record, I literally had to rack my brain for blogging friends. Great.


Alright, if you can't read or are too lazy the rules are as follows:

1. Link to the person that tagged you, and post the rules on your blog.
2. Share 7 random and/or weird facts about yourself.
3. Tag 7 random people at the end of your post, and include links to their blogs.
4. Let each person know that they've been tagged by leaving a comment on their blog.

7 random and/or weird facts about me:


un: I love to write, but am terrified to leave the mainstream workforce and do it because I'm afraid I'd fail and have to move back in with my parents.

deux: I don't get the concept of a love connection in the club. Yes, we can dance. No, you can't have my number. You didn't even get my real name!

trois: I sometimes wonder which of my family members would be my friends/ speak to me if we weren't related.

quatre: I never look like it (I hope) but I spend A LOT of time out of the loop.

cinq: I'm a major sap, and cry to songs that remind me of lost love when I'm in my car.

six: I worry that I will turn out to be a coward so I pray each day that if I can't stand for God during the days of persecution, that He take my life so I can know I died faithful to Him.

sept: I judge you when you use poor grammar or misspell words. Yeah, I said it!

Thanks for the introspection... (Is that a word?)