When your partner of nearly a decade says, “For what it’s worth, I still think you’re hot,” what does it mean, exactly?
He still thinks I’m hot … even though no one else does?
He still thinks I’m hot … even though I’m not hot?
He still thinks I’m hot … for a mother?
He still thinks I’m hot … for being ancient?
He still thinks I’m hot … and I have past the date of freshness?
He still thinks I’m hot … and I really really am?
He still thinks I’m hot … as if it matters?
He still thinks I’m hot … even though he sees me with his heart mostly.
He still thinks I’m hot … even though I’m a ice princess?
He still thinks I’m hot … even when I’m freezing?
Hard to tell, these “compliments” of his. But I’ll take it, none the less.
Next time, B (and all others who give these kind of compliments,) just be clear. Else you might hear us women say, “I want to screw you 6 ways from Sunday. Go figure.”
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