I Called it First...

As the Saga continues...Monday I attended a listening party....as he rapped about a "Universal Mind Control" I couldn't control my mind...a face similar to a top model that of Eva Pigford but with the age and grace of a Halle Berry so i was amazed to find out that she was 10 yrs my senior...I was hooked...so I cordially spoke to all the women at the table not to spend to much time on any particular one. But damn if u could see what I saw. She said she hailed from the "D" by way of the 310. She kept it real, peeped me trying to get close, laying my hand on her hip just to pull her closer and look into those eyes, to smell her hair, and maybe steal a Kiss as he said "GO!” We talked and laughed, I fell back for a minute, feeling it in the air that the others saw what I saw. Look at "Winston" going after "Stella”, and you damn right I was focused on getting to know her, nothing else mattered...no other woman in the club...so as the night progressed one of the friends decided to leave (maybe because she didn't like common) or maybe...naw its not like that...or is it...after a few the final four of the party goers began walking to the train and to my amazement she had to take the 3...just like me. We parted our ways with the "girls" and let them go off to Brooklyn, but we were off to Harlem. So we walk through Columbus Circle and the next thing I know we are arm in arm...talking about the common interests, goals and life...or as common sense would put it...bridging the gap. Now I could just took it as being cold but what followed was simply...something to make the night something to remember. As we stood on the platform face to face and I found myself pulling her closer...but wait she wasn't resisting, I felt her hand on my leg...I ran my fingers through her hair...down her cheek to her chin…and then a kiss so good, it was worth missing several trains as we kissed and talked the night away. We finally made our way to the 3...continuing to talk about life...amazed that we were equally intrigued about each other. I walked her to her door, and told her Da' me un beso... She gave me a kiss just as good as the first one (as if something to remember). As the next day came I was sitting at my desk thinking about the night before so I decided to give her a text and make a attempt at a second night out with her, however what I got was a "Story"...that of tragedy and amazement...so it seems that signals were crossed back at the party that may have given someone the inkling that what was being cordial, was something else. None the less I was told in a round about way that since my "girl" had the eye for you I can't entertain what intrigues me at least not now.

So I ask are we still in a day and age where this is what it comes down to...playing "I called it" with people that you find attractive? is that the rule of thumb?