The Move!

So there you sit with this guy right, you at the table of a nice restaurant or coffee shop or the movies, or just about anywhere really. His perfume is up your nose and tingling your senses and that happy spot at the base of your skull is tingling. You are having a delightful conversation, you get along on pressing topics, the check marks in your head are being ticked off one by one.

You see there hand resting there, it's so close to yours, all you must do it reach over and touch it. Feel the warms. Feel the rough texture against yours. Connect. Spark. You loose track of the conversation, because you are imagining the things to follow should you step over the threshold and reach out. You stop yourself, over and over again. Holding back. Killing yourself. The reverse possibilities could also happen, the bad things, the pull back, the look of "WTF!", and that is not worth the risk.

The coffee stops being ordered, the conversation is running platonic and you know the date is over. You enjoyed it. You feel unsatisfied. It's the perfect opportunity to hold onto that hand, to kiss those lips, it will spark the conversations you cannot have yet. You resist. You get the bill, pay the division, get up and go. You walk him to his car. You walk close. His hand only centimeters away from yours. TOUCH IT your conscious is screaming in your head. Just do it! (Says Nike).

You let your head down and walk. Feeling so ashamed of the fact that you are not as brave as you thought you were. You are not the person you want to be. You get to his car, you have idle small talk, you are both wondering whether to kiss or not. To hold them. You decide against. A friendly hug is all that is exchanged. Useless! So much more could be done. You walk away, insistent on not turning around. You walk back to your car, shoulders slumped, cursing yourself out for being so chicken shit.

Was that worth it you ask yourself? Is it worth the fact that you now feel shit, the guy probably thinking that you were not interested, and probably not going to make contact again? If you are lucky, you will get to the stage where you chat and find out that you really did just want to touch each other and hold each other. Neither having the balls to do so. Boys. Men. Peak down and spot a pair. You all have some hanging down there (unless you were in a weird hunting accident...). Be the one to make the first move, connect, touch and see what happens.

If you are unsure, then ask, say something, make it known that you want to touch but are unsure whether to do it. Even if you text the person sitting next to you and wait for a reply (it's a cute move, tried it once myself, worked well). Be the man. Make the move. Do it. Make it happen. The world is too short to let a gem slip you by. Live for the moment. Tomorrow is no guarantee!