I flirted with you and you flirted right back. So why didn’t we end up together? Why did we get caught in a game of bashfulness and banter if it wasn’t going to lead to something more? Why did we hover on the edge of commitment without ever tumbling over the side?
It takes two to flirt.
You feel like he’s pushing you forward — not like he’s holding you back.
Lose weight. You don’t need to drop ten pounds to be considered attractive. You’re beautiful just the way you are.
You freak out if he doesn’t compliment you. You assume he finds you ugly. He hates you. He doesn’t want you anymore.
Instead of tossing rose petals from a basket, she made her ‘flower’ girl toss out handfuls of dead flies. Everyone loved that little touch. Assumed they were fake. I think I was the only person to notice one shiver and attempt to fly away.
Take off your bra while your shirt is still on.
You don’t have to make a huge move, like leaning in for a kiss. But you can get him alone, glance at his lips, and get close. That way, you won’t technically be initiating the kiss, even though you’re pretty much the mastermind behind it all.
If he’s lazy. Does he expect you to get on top all the time? If he won’t even lift a finger to rub your clit, then he probably won’t be helping you with the housework, either.
Compliment the scent, taste, and feel of her vagina.