So I was for some months now, browsing Tinder and having some dates here and there. Most of them do not go past the dinner or drinks, as we all know, it’s hard to connect with matches, so it’s a rare occasion when you meet someone you really enjoy, and it progresses.
I was talking to this girl Mila for a few weeks now. And we were having a great time. Her pics were amazing: having fun with friends, some really sexy bikini photos by the seaside, and one portrait where her eyes were just so penetrating…
And she was really funny too. Making jokes, and finishing each other sentences. We matched every single taste. So far it was going very well. The only thing is that sometimes she would go missing for a few days, and come back saying that things were just too busy. It’s alright, we are not glued to our phones anyways.
We arranged a date night at a local restaurant with great wine. I was eager to meet her. She was eager to meet me. It was hard finding a time that worked for her… but we managed. I had high expectations for this one – somehow I thought that she was the one. Little did I know…