My love for married men

Married men are a no-go-zone. They are to be looked at, appreciated from a distance and then left alone. Like you ignore the fact that he is fine, polished, rich and mature and you walk away like you did not see him. What? Are people serious? It’s like I see some nice flat shoes and don’t bother to try them out even when I am not buying them? I see my best friend trip and fall and I don’t laugh? I just ignore? No… how do you ladies just ignore that?

I, Maria, look and move closer. Then I will look more keenly, greet him and appreciate him at a close range. Then I will tell him he has nice cologne. Then I will wonder loudly where he gets his haircuts. Then I will tell him I liked his presentation. Oh then we will exchange emails. Emails are interesting. I feel like if he gets time to draft an email and not just the mainstream phone calls, he likes challenges. Oh! I love challenges too. I like letters and emails and notes. I hate short texts.