A Collection of Mini Love Stories on a Lack of Love Interest

Today I’m sharing four mini love stories that have more to do with a lack of love interest than the feelings of love.

The Feelings Never Developed for Me. But Did They for You?

Sasha could never get your name right.
Was it Evan? Or Devin?
You invited me to an Elliott Bay cruise.
We sang and danced and drank at Finn’s
And watched the Mariners lose.
It always felt platonic to me.
Did it to you?

I’m Sorry I Hurt You With the Truth

We shared a pitcher of margaritas at Papito on Hayes. Some tacos, too, but the margaritas were more memorable. Our connection was natural, and I might have wanted another date had I not met Andrés the following week. I was honest, but I think you felt hurt by the truth. I’m sorry.

Beware: Being a Father Doesn’t Make Him More Mature

We matched online. You were a father, and I thought perhaps you might be more mature as a result. The invitation for a date came quickly—the same day as the match. You didn’t ask me any questions about myself. You did ask a question, though. Did I want to come over that night? Your mother was watching your child, and you wanted to hook up. I didn’t know anything about you, but by then I knew enough.

“No, Thank You” to a Second Date Opportunity

We met at Toast in Berkeley.
We sat outside.
I loved the crisp spring air.
I did not so much love your air of superiority.
You behaved in a pretentious manner,
Condescending and off-putting,
And then you suggested a second date in Napa.
No, thank you.

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