Any time I see a post like this I can virtually guarantee that this person lives on a different planet than I do. Ok, that is not entirely fair. I don’t mean for this to sound overly snarky, but this post makes me think of women I have known who have spent too much time over-analyzing what men say.
A thousand years ago when I was in the dating world I used to get irritated with this kind of male/female BS. I can remember a thousand conversations with various female friends who would call me in a breathless tizzy to ask me to interpret what the guy they were seeing meant.
“He said that he really liked me and that he had a nice time.”
This was followed by a pause and then there would be 1 million details that she had observed about how he said it and what she thought that said about it. Sometimes I expect Leonard Nimoy to step out and begin the lead in for an episode of “In Search Of.”
You know sometimes the reason that he squinted while he said that he loved you had nothing behind it other than the sun was shining in his eyes. Sometimes the reason he appeared to squirm when you asked for a committment was not because he didn’t want it, but because that great Mexican dinner you just finished was causing a GI issue.
The list goes on and on. Sometimes a cigar is just a cigar. Sometimes you can truly accept words at their face value.