Drunk Texting on Saturday Night

Yeah,

I know

~

I shouldn’t have done it.

But,

I Did.

What amazes me

more than

my own questionable late-night decisions

is the level of comfort

I have texting this man

anything

that crosses my mind

at all hours.

And

even more than that,

I’m floored by the fact

that he

continues

to allow it.

Like,

Why?

Let’s be clear:

I’m not saying he’s suddenly

more interested in me

than he was

yesterday.

Nah,

I’m not delusional.

I'm just sayin'🤷🏾‍♀️:

Why do men

allow women act

so silly

on their phones?

I would never,

and I mean NEVER,

let a man

I didn’t like

keep texting me nonsense,

no matter

how attractive I thought he was.

If

I’m not feeling it,

I’m shutting it down.

But

for some reason,

a lot

of men

I have encountered

don’t do that.

Maybe they enjoy the attention.

Maybe they’re just being polite.

Or maybe,

just maybe,

they don’t even know

why they’re doing it either.

Who knows?

Not me.

All I know is,

I’m amazed

this man continues

to humor me.

Because honestly,

I’d block me if I were him.

Then again,

maybe one day

I’ll get an answer to my big “why.”

Maybe he’ll finally say,

“Girl, quit playing on my phone,

you’re being ridiculous,”

and drunk as hell

I’ll laugh

and agree.

Or maybe

I’ll just stop myself

before I get drunk

and press send next time.

But until then,

I’ll just keep wondering…

and maybe

keep texting. 😅

Reina Dee 🌿