Max is an overall sexy, smart and tall guy. I’m sure we would have wonderful kinky sex, but he’s in Asia for the Peace Corps. One of the few poets I’ve met that I’ve wanted to see naked and let him tie me up.
We met on one of my speech teams. I was in a relationship and learned from my Ex that Max had always had a huge crush on me.
During the first little break between my Ex who cheated on me, my Ex and I had become friends/fuck buddies. My Ex decided to host a huge speech and debate party, which equaled out to every speech team in our state. It was a pretty big fucking party and I drank a lot and danced with Max, like I might as well have sex with Max. We were basically having sex. Then outside we talked, I’m sure I cried. I saw my Ex with this girl he was seeing. Then Max and I kissed walking back to the house.
I think he was leaving at that point. But I don’t remember.
Later passed out with my Ex and we had sex. I didn’t enjoy it. It felt dirty and wrong.
Then I went across the country and so did he. We were never in town at the same time after that. I think I had drinks with him a few times after that, but I never had a chance to see him before he left for Asia.
He never really had the guts to tell me he liked me and I’m sure if he had been vocal and I hadn’t be trailing after my Ex we would have dated a bit.
But then again as sweet, funny and smart Max was I know for sure I could never have been in serious relationship with or even think of a long term thing, because he just took language too far. But in a funny way.
You really have to know Max to understand and actually I just had drinks with an old friend and I brought up Max and his big words. He reminds me of like Ross from Friends. Or better yet, Max is a sopciro for the horoscope. So there. ha!
Max is a linguistics, a very smart guy, but sometimes it’s like he’s jacking off to his words. Trying too hard almost. Not in a cocky way like a few other friends who are cocky as fuck about showing off they seem higher on the educational ladder. (These are the younger boys in college)
But sometimes it’s nice just to ask, “How was your morning?” Instead of, “how does the sun shine on your end of the world?” Or he would always ask “where are you spitting at these days?” How about you just ask me, “You been performing slam?”
Max, you’re so hot, sexy, funny, sweet and smart, but I need to be with someone who can tell me they want me and also, I can have a everyday conversation with.