Just A Dad-A place for encouragement and support

Shots Fired

I don’t usually do things like this

But I couldn’t resist

The fact that I decided to

Come at you loaded with compliments

Aimed at your temple

Hoping the bullet backfires

Making a trail to your heart

Allow me to reintroduce myself

Approaching accordingly

Creatively courting you

Like a man should

Showing you

That a good heart still exists

Patience leads the way in my pursuit

While confidence is my wingman

Initiating the conversation

Giving me plenty of ammo

In the form of intel

I get closer to you

Now it’s my turn

Words are now my choice

Click

Instead of “damn you look good”

Hey my name is comes out of my mouth

Letting you know I’m already on a missionBang

After you give me your name

I ask to take a seat next to you

Still doing things differently initially blowing your mind

Click

You give me permission to do so

I sit

Continuing to connect with you

What’s your favorite song

Favorite color

What makes you laugh

What makes you cry

Bang

Who is your best friend

What is your biggest dream

Your worst nightmare

When someone takes the time

To

Click

Taking mental notes along the way

Favorite color…here

That makes you cry? No more of that

Let’s see, I hate that song but…got it

Clowns, everyone hates clowns

Dreams of dancing in the rain

Too bad it’s a sunny dayBang

No need to reload

I have your number

The other guys notice how beautiful

You are

And get jealous

They tried all night

To acknowledge your company

However, they fell short and

Now see that this word called chivalry is not dead

They see how you should treat a woman

We walk out

Hand to Hand

Click click bang bang

Shots fired