For the last few months, I have been baffled by something that will probably seem very trivial, but I’m going to tell you anyway.
We talk so much about relationships on this site, that I have been forced to ask the simple question: how do we know if we are in one? Now, it may not seem that big of a deal to you, but let us consider the possibilities:
say you love me…or your hate me.
say you like me…do you want to date me?
say it’s over–but it never began…
say its over–just tell me its the end?!
say we’re friends…or enemies
say we’re lovers…are you that into me?
say we’ll never…be anything
just say something…because i can’t let it be
in every relationship, we each bring baggage. our past relationships, our past experiences, and our past in general, affect how we deal with our romantic reality (you like that term, don’t you?).
the biggest issue in most of our relationships, is not the things that she has said (we’ll deal with the bois later), but the things that she has not said–but that you have probably noticed.
everyone reading this has been through the following scenario(or have you?): 
you like him/her…you wonder if he/she likes you…you assume that he/she should know…you grow disinterested because he/she never showed signs of “like” (and you are absolutely positive that you did everything necessary)…you eventually find out that the feeling was mutual.
confusion sets in…
or has this only happened to a couple of people and is the exception, not the rule? Well, allow us to investigate, beginning with a classic “case” of like gone wrong…
You know what it is, you make something out of nothing – Juvenile
Of course, well all are chasing paper…We all have to make a living, we all want to have nice things…
But I’m not talking about the type of paper that can be deposited at Bank of America.
Ladies, it’s time that we sit back and reflect…time to own up to why we sometimes end up in these relationships that lead us to a dead in to nowhere.
The W’s are the men that we’re truly feeling, but our sight is clouded by an element of uncertainty…they seem to always leave you asking why, who, what, where, when…
The H’s…well those are the men that don’t stand a chance in “H”, yet their delusions of grandeur cause them to believe they have what you need…
Mr. Why…
Why me? Why NOT me?
Don’t screw it.
Take me in your arms, look me in the eyes, and tell me how sexy my mind is…work to build that connection with me that allows us to become as one…sensuality is a mentality…allow our minds to intertwine with a heightened sense of passion…when you make love to my mind you got me…all of me. Tell me how good I am to you, tell me how much you love the way I move…make love to my mind…gently whisper sweet nothings in my ear, as we share each others space, chemistry is in place, as we create the formula…make love to mind…connect with my inner essence…
as amusing (yes amusing) as trey songz new video for “i invented sex,” is, i am left wondering what is he really thinking as he makes that claim that he will love you so good, that you will think he invented sex. the song then asks, “who’s coming home with me?”
really? is that all?
what about being so good to you that you will think he invented commitment? love? intimacy?
…and he’s married.
if i have heard it once, i have heard it ten times, “i only attract married men, and i don’t know why.”
well, at the risk of bursting your bubble, i am going to tell you what might be the problem– on both accounts.
ok…i tricked you, there is no method you can use to manipulate, prod, or cajole the truth out of someone; but i will examine why we don’t tell the truth, and how much better things would be if we did.
in any relationship, trust is an issue. either you do not trust, you trust too much, or you are seeking trust–whichever the case, the issue is trust