i met her on a tuesday

i met her on a tuesday.

not a friday night. not some “meant to be” fairytale scenario.

just a random, grey-ass tuesday.

she bumped into me at a bookstore.

said something about the book i was holding — “you won’t finish that.”

i looked up, smirked, “you think i don’t finish what i start?”

she said nothing. just gave me that look.

one eyebrow raised. cheeky grin.

you know the one.

we talked for 7 minutes. maybe 10.

but it felt like i was seeing a version of myself i hadn’t unlocked yet.

calm. sharp. playfully intense.

the kind of energy that doesn’t chase — but doesn’t fold either.

we went for coffee.

not because we had time.

but because something about it felt right.

but here’s where it gets weird:

she never followed me back.

never texted first.

never played into the game.

but she also never disrespected the frame.

she was there. but never all the way.

present. but not dependent.

and it hit me.

this wasn’t about her. this was a mirror.

a test. to see if i’d lean too far. if i’d forget the mission.

if i’d lose the thread.

you see, most men meet a girl and turn her into the goal.

they forget the gym. the grind. the vision.

she becomes the new north star. and they wonder why she stops shining.

but this time, i didn’t pivot.

i stayed locked in. i still hit the gym. still made sales. still built.

i let her orbit me — not become my gravity.

and she felt it.

she felt the stability.

the lack of need.

and that’s what kept her close.

not the chasing. not the good mornings. not the overexposure.

just presence without addiction.

you don’t attract high-value women by being obsessed with them.

They already have enough guys simping for them.

you attract them by being obsessed with yourself.

your path. your peace. your precision.

she wasn’t the reward.

she was the confirmation that i was finally moving like the man i said i wanted to be.

and that’s when it all made sense.

she didn’t come into my life to complete me.

she came into my life to see if i’d still choose me.