LOVE AS MEN KNOW IT
I never thought I would meet her again. The girl from the super market. I first saw her in the super market. And she said hi. I responded with hello. I asked her how she was doing while I was looking her badge bearing her name.
 She responded very politely. As we were talking. I felt something I ve never felt before. That tingling feeling. I swear she was beautiful. In my head I was saying thank God for such a creation. She was perfect in every angle. But again I ve met these kind of girl who seem to be perfect. They always ve an invisible defection. Mostly they ve bad heart, some are very demanding. Any way I left the supermarket while she was still showing her white smile.
Now we meet again in a club. Damn she looked sexy in the prada shoes and the short red dress the high hill made her hips come out. The dress wass a bit tyt. Show her features clearly. Firm boobs. Long hair what more can a man ask for to define beauty in a package. The strobe lights hitting her. She looked kissable. In my head I was telling myself I should go for it but again when I think of it am not looking for a one night stand am looking for something serious. I ve played with girls it’s enough. I need someone to make my wife. Wait why I am even thinking about this. Am in a club can you find love in a club. I don't think so.

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