Showing posts with label questions. Show all posts
Showing posts with label questions. Show all posts

Sunday, January 22, 2023

Question & Answer

La semana pasada me pregunta mi compañero de trabajo ‘porqué es que las mujeres preguntan ‘que somos?’ cuando las cosas van bien así como están?’

Le contesté con la verdad que yo conozco 

Esa pregunta la hacen cuando el hombre les gusta y quieren mas 

Lo que pasa es que es mas fácil para algunas personas decir ‘me gustas’ de esta manera 

En lugar de hablar con la verdad de frente y tomar el riesgo de que no te digan lo que quieres escuchar saben que para algunos hombres las palabras directas se les pierden y se les hace mas fácil dar una y mil vueltas 


Puede que sea algo difícil aceptar pero la verdad es que cuando un hombre quiere que seas parte de su vida lo sabras sin duda alguna  

Y si no, preguntarle a uno a ver que dice… 


Sometime last week a co-worker asked me in all seriousness ‘why is it that women ask “what are we”’ 

And I had to answer with what I know to be true 

The reason that this question is asked is because the woman has feelings for the man 

However instead of letting him know this directly it’s a game that gets played 

A tango that gets danced 

Because the goal is to have the man think about this relationship with the woman in question 

She wants him to verbalize his feelings for her 

Once it’s all said aloud things change 

There is no going back for the words reached the air and have touched the walls reverberating the sounds of what may or may not be true 

A woman may ask what are we because if the man won’t say what he feels well then perhaps she will say XYZ 

She will follow up with a conversation that probably had to be had at least for her sake 


It may be a hard pill to swallow but when a man wants you to be a part of his life, it’s very likely that you don’t have to ask any questions 

Because he will make sure that you don’t have a doubt in your mind about what he feels for you 


-Bionica 

Wednesday, November 14, 2018

Questions

It was Tuesday 
Cold and still damp from the rain that just stopped
There was a puddle on the ground 
And so she had to hop out of her car 
She wasn’t ready to get her feet wet 

She pulled the heavy glass door 
And saw him, sitting in the corner 
Waiting for her at the busy coffee shop 

She wasn’t there for the coffee or the scones
She was there for him 
For the new company that awaited 
The conversation to be had 

She sat on the hard wooden chair 
And he spoke 
He asked her about moments
‘How do you know that you haven’t missed out on the opportunity of a lifetime’

Well the truth is she didn’t know 
Do you ever?
Do you always?
How do you know if it is that special opportunity?

Was he supposed to come into her life to make her question things?
Was she to question things that she knew she wouldn’t find an answer for?
She didn’t know 

She wondered…
And thought about it 
If it really an opportunity that’s meant to be, 
Well won’t it just be?

Both points were just as valid
How do you know?
Sometimes you get a gut feeling 
But not always 
Sometimes you just have to go with it 
And hope for the best...


-Bionica