so i met someone.
don’t cheer just yet…
he actually works in my building at another company.
i was introduced to him through mutual co workers in the lobby.
he is also fine as hell:
fly wolf swagg
he is also gay and out.
no trying to play “connect the wolf” games.
after doing some research,
aka sniffing around,
he is also heavy in the life.
he has a ig of over 5,000 followers.
his social media consists of:
work out pics
random bawdy shots
“what i wore tonight”
quotes about being this good wolf and how lonely he is
those usually scream “fuck jackal” to me.
well we saw each other when we were both leaving a week ago.
we actually have a lot in common.
he is actually heavy in the entertainment/creative scene.
he does a lot,
but hasn’t actually popped off as of yet.
well the first couple days after,
he would see me and would come over and speak.
i don’t know if he was interested,
but i was interested in at least connecting with him.
it would be nice to meet someone in the life who is in the same field.
we could bounce ideas off each other and make something happen.
if his pipe happened to fall in me,
i wouldn’t pull it out.
…and then “that shit” started after that.
i offered him my number and he sorta brushed me off.
i was good after that.
he would walk past me in the morning,
look right at me,
and not say a word.
i don’t know if he thought i was gonna chase him,
but that wasn’t gonna happen.
so then it became a toss up of some days he speaks,
while others he plays the ignore game.
i give the same as he dishes it.
well the small light skinned fox with the fun sized bawdy is in his radar.
i see them speaking every day.
i guess i wasn’t his “type”.
they say put yourself out there.
what they don’t tell you is others,
even if you have a lot in common with them,
may not be interested in returning the favor.
meeting new wolves is hard.
i only seem to meet the curious and confused straight ones.
you know those always end up well for me.