#23. Golden
# 23. Golden
Recently, someone did something really nice for me. It was a total surprise. It was the first time in a long time I’ve been surprised. Hell, the first time that I can remember that a woman did something considerate like that for me. I’m usually the one trying to show my appreciation for a woman with thoughtful gifts. It’s usually not reciprocated. This particular girl, I’ll call her Golden, took some time to bake me a cake. I didn’t say buy. She BAKED me a cake from scratch. Decorated with a type of culinary skill and creativity that I just don’t have. It truly meant a lot to me, because I was bummed out the previous day. Feeling down about where I was in life. Wishing that I had accomplished more by now. My birthday had passed and I didn’t do shit. I didn’t feel like doing shit. She knew I wasn’t my normal cheerful self. This was Golden’s way of letting me know that everything was going to be alright.
See, me and Golden met a little over a year ago. We worked together. From the beginning, I dug her style. She was soft spoken. Caring. We never had any problems with each other. I always thought she was cute. But I guess I overlooked how absolutely attractive she was. She was so at odds with my normal affinity in women. You know I’m into women with curves. I like a woman that’s buxom. Nice rear. Usually dark haired, brown skinned women. Long hair. Golden was none of that. Golden was slim. Her breasts weren’t particularly large, but they fit her figure. She didn’t have much of an ass, but it was decent. As I’ve stated in previous blogs, I’m not much of an ass man. Give me legs over ass any day. I never got to see Golden’s legs, but I have a hunch there were pretty damn sexy. She wore her hair short. Fair skinned. Sky blue eyes. Very Anglo. She didn’t go out of her way to dress up, but certain days she would. And WOW! I’d say to myself, “I can’t believe I slept on her. She is beautiful.” The more we worked together and the more I got to know her, I realized there was definitely something about her that I liked. One monkey wrench, though. She was engaged.
There’s always a fly in the ointment, you know? She had been involved with this guy the entire time of our acquaintance. I guess I shouldn’t be a hater. At least someone has found true love, right? I can’t rightfully say that I had any shot of getting with her. However, after the engagement, whatever small chance that was there ended. There’s something about the finality of marriage that nails the coffin shut.
I met the guy a few times, and although he was cordial, he didn’t come off as a friendly guy. Maybe he was overly sensitive about men who associated with his girl. He was just an average dude. He wasn’t particularly fly. Not the pretty boy I expected to be with Golden. Maybe he had money. What ever he had, Golden wanted it. She always seemed to be happy when mentioning their relationship. Even sticking together through a period of long distance. I envy him. He should be grateful to be with such a wonderful woman. Someone that down for him.
Now that wedding plans are underway, Golden relocated to live with the guy. Time to start a new life with this man. A future filled with family and kids. The whole nine. It all seems so foreign to me. So unattainable. I don’t think I will ever experience that. I can’t even find a woman to love. A woman to love me. Let alone someone who’s love for me is so strong that she would stay faithful to me, even through a long distance relationship. That’s what makes Golden so special. I want to find a woman that accepts me for who I am, because I am not particularly fly myself. I think, I’m an above average looking dude. I’d say I look better than him, lol. So if he can get a woman like that, why can’t I?
When Golden baked me that cake, she did it out of the goodness of her heart. At that moment, I wanted that goodness all to myself. If I could’ve convinced her to leave her man, I would’ve. I know it selfish. I can’t wait any longer. My patience is gone. When is MY TIME. The one thing I’ve learned from this situation is to keep an open mind to whatever women enter my life. In the beginning, I viewed Golden as simply a friend and co-worker. A woman who’s inner and outer beauty I underestimated. By the time she left, I was yearning for her love. Yeah, cue the The Gap Band.
Recently, someone did something really nice for me. It was a total surprise. It was the first time in a long time I’ve been surprised. Hell, the first time that I can remember that a woman did something considerate like that for me. I’m usually the one trying to show my appreciation for a woman with thoughtful gifts. It’s usually not reciprocated. This particular girl, I’ll call her Golden, took some time to bake me a cake. I didn’t say buy. She BAKED me a cake from scratch. Decorated with a type of culinary skill and creativity that I just don’t have. It truly meant a lot to me, because I was bummed out the previous day. Feeling down about where I was in life. Wishing that I had accomplished more by now. My birthday had passed and I didn’t do shit. I didn’t feel like doing shit. She knew I wasn’t my normal cheerful self. This was Golden’s way of letting me know that everything was going to be alright.
See, me and Golden met a little over a year ago. We worked together. From the beginning, I dug her style. She was soft spoken. Caring. We never had any problems with each other. I always thought she was cute. But I guess I overlooked how absolutely attractive she was. She was so at odds with my normal affinity in women. You know I’m into women with curves. I like a woman that’s buxom. Nice rear. Usually dark haired, brown skinned women. Long hair. Golden was none of that. Golden was slim. Her breasts weren’t particularly large, but they fit her figure. She didn’t have much of an ass, but it was decent. As I’ve stated in previous blogs, I’m not much of an ass man. Give me legs over ass any day. I never got to see Golden’s legs, but I have a hunch there were pretty damn sexy. She wore her hair short. Fair skinned. Sky blue eyes. Very Anglo. She didn’t go out of her way to dress up, but certain days she would. And WOW! I’d say to myself, “I can’t believe I slept on her. She is beautiful.” The more we worked together and the more I got to know her, I realized there was definitely something about her that I liked. One monkey wrench, though. She was engaged.
There’s always a fly in the ointment, you know? She had been involved with this guy the entire time of our acquaintance. I guess I shouldn’t be a hater. At least someone has found true love, right? I can’t rightfully say that I had any shot of getting with her. However, after the engagement, whatever small chance that was there ended. There’s something about the finality of marriage that nails the coffin shut.
I met the guy a few times, and although he was cordial, he didn’t come off as a friendly guy. Maybe he was overly sensitive about men who associated with his girl. He was just an average dude. He wasn’t particularly fly. Not the pretty boy I expected to be with Golden. Maybe he had money. What ever he had, Golden wanted it. She always seemed to be happy when mentioning their relationship. Even sticking together through a period of long distance. I envy him. He should be grateful to be with such a wonderful woman. Someone that down for him.
Now that wedding plans are underway, Golden relocated to live with the guy. Time to start a new life with this man. A future filled with family and kids. The whole nine. It all seems so foreign to me. So unattainable. I don’t think I will ever experience that. I can’t even find a woman to love. A woman to love me. Let alone someone who’s love for me is so strong that she would stay faithful to me, even through a long distance relationship. That’s what makes Golden so special. I want to find a woman that accepts me for who I am, because I am not particularly fly myself. I think, I’m an above average looking dude. I’d say I look better than him, lol. So if he can get a woman like that, why can’t I?
When Golden baked me that cake, she did it out of the goodness of her heart. At that moment, I wanted that goodness all to myself. If I could’ve convinced her to leave her man, I would’ve. I know it selfish. I can’t wait any longer. My patience is gone. When is MY TIME. The one thing I’ve learned from this situation is to keep an open mind to whatever women enter my life. In the beginning, I viewed Golden as simply a friend and co-worker. A woman who’s inner and outer beauty I underestimated. By the time she left, I was yearning for her love. Yeah, cue the The Gap Band.
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