Baby Baby Baby Baby Baby SLAM
“Baby, how is your food?”
At this table, no one seems to care about my food.
“Baby, wasn’t that a great movie?”
No one seems to care about my opinion in this matter.
“Babe, you look beautiful tonight. El Guapo, doesn’t she look beautiful tonight?”
Oh, look at this. I’m being involved in a conversation. This is nice. How do I answer this? Bueno, is there any other way that I can answer this question?
Very beautiful. You are a very lucky man.
“I know. I’m lucky to have the most beautiful woman in the world next to me.”
It has been a long time since I wanted to lose my hearing and my sight permanently. It’s incredible what being single and around the ‘perfect couple’ can do to you.
Mi amigo Roberto has a new woman and he is deeply in love with her. I do not think that he has uttered those words, but I can tell.
I can tell by the way his attention moves to her every movement; how he hangs on each word as if it were the gospel according to Mary; how his blinks seem to be a bit slower so that he can visually digest her a little longer.
We all remember being like this. Some will say that they detest being around couples in love. And while there were times that I secretly hoped I would slip and knock myself out on the marble floor, I was happy for mi amigo. Then, I realized, I was jealous.
I remember having this and loving every moment of it. Better to have loved? Now I understand.
Now I understand that stupid saying that had haunted me for so long. The saying that made me cringe upon hearing it.
Better to have love and lost… I agree. I continue to be a better man because of the love I had. The love that changed me. The love that will hopefully (please, God make it so) lead me to happiness.
“Baby, you want to share a dessert?”
I wanted a dessert. This restaurant has flan, but he doesn’t care about El Guapo right now. And frankly, that is ok. His baby is more importante. It is not always about El Guapo.
It is not always about El Guapo.
Even when flan is involved.