So, I’m sitting there, wondering,
Is she serious about me?
How do I know?
It’s not always in the words she says,
But in the way she shows up, in the little things she does.
On that first date, my mind’s racing,
I’m looking for signs, trying to make sense of the pacing.
Am I just another guy passing through,
Or is she here for something real, something true?
I watch how she asks about my family,
Not just small talk but digging deeper curiosity.
“Tell me about your roots, your people, your tribe,”
She’s serious, wants to know what makes me thrive.
I feel it when she listens to what I say,
When she cares about my words in a real way.
It’s not just “How was your day?”
But “What matters most to you?” in a genuine way.
She values my thoughts, listens without a doubt,
And in that moment, I’m sure she’s figuring me out.
And when she talks about the future,
Not just about now, but what’s ahead,
She speaks of dreams, of life she wants to build,
And in that moment, my heart’s fulfilled.
She’s serious, not just passing time,
She’s talking about us, she’s thinking long-term, and that’s a sign.
She shares her values, what’s close to her heart,
Faith, family, the things that won’t tear us apart.
She’s not just asking about my job or where I’ve been,
She’s asking about what makes me tick, where I begin.
She’s serious, she’s giving me a glimpse,
Into her soul, her heart, and what’s truly within.
I notice how patient she is with me,
She’s not rushing, not forcing, she lets things be.
She understands that good things take time,
And I can tell she’s in no rush to climb.
She’s serious about building something real,
Something that lasts, something I can feel.
When she asks questions that go deep,
Not just about the surface, but what I keep.
“What do you dream of? What do you stand for?”
She’s searching for more, she wants to explore.
She’s serious about knowing the real me,
Not just the surface, but the heart she wants to see.
She respects my culture, my past,
She doesn’t judge, she doesn’t move too fast.
She wants to understand what makes me who I am,
And that’s when I know she’s part of my plan.
And even when life gets busy, I see it in her eyes,
She makes time for me, no matter the size.
It’s not just about her, but about “us” too,
She’s showing me she’s serious, that she wants to build something true.
How do I know if she’s serious?
It’s not about what she says, but what she does.
It’s in the way she listens, the way she cares,
In the space she gives, the love she shares.
She’s not rushing, she’s not pushing, but she’s there,
Ready to walk beside me, ready to share.
If she’s serious, I feel it in the air,
In the way she shows up, in the way she’s there.
And when I look at her, I know it’s real,
The love she’s giving, the way she makes me feel.
It’s not just words, it’s the way she’s built,
And that’s how I know she’s serious, no guilt.
So, here I am, trusting my heart,
I’m in this with her, ready to start.
If she’s serious, I know she’ll show me,
And together, we’ll build something that’s meant to be.
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