Try a little tenderness

The thought that keeps on travelling around in my day dreaming head (other than why has he not called), is the image of him waking up in the middle of the night due to my restlessness. He didn’t complain that I had woken him up or that I had cold feet. He said nothing, but kissed my shoulder tenderly, wrapped himself around me and fell asleep again. I felt protected, safe and less of a pain in the butt.

In the morning, there is the usual expectation that the guy will wake up and not want to cuddle or kiss, especially when you are new next to him in his bed. I have seen the face of men wondering who the hell I am (one of those soul crushing moments). He surprised me with his tender kisses as a morning greeting and a continuation throughout the morning whilst we got ready to see the new day. Every so often he would stand in front of me, hold my face and kiss me.

Should I take the moment as a lucky respite from the cruel world of dating and move on, or can I dwell on them for longer. He has already been a typical man and informed me that he doesn’t want a relationship. I’m not the kind of lady who can try and convince Him that I am worth having a relationship with. I have tried before and failed. I don’t know how to play the dating game. All I know is how to be me.

There is a part of me inside this cold veneer that would love to have that tenderness more often in my life.