"I'm not a bitch, I'm just unreceptive to things I don't understand."

This is what I texted a guy today. For every day he sends something nice to my phone. Something like mere well wishes. Something I rarely get from guys that claim to be into me and want to see where it goes. This guy, not really my cup of tea in the looks category, but one who possesses intellect that would over shadow any dimple in the cheek or flex of a bicep any day. We met under some not so “open to talk about circumstances” but have never been intimate in any sort, but he admires me. I can tell. I can tell by the way he uses correct capitalization and punctuation when texting me each day. He puts thought into his words. Never coming off dominant or abrasive, I know he falls in the dirt every time I reply with a one worded answer. He is determined. I can tell because each day he still sends me well wishes. This lets me know he picks himself back up and brushes the dirt off. I think that he really “Hopes I have a good day” or he really wants me to have a “Good Morning.” I have started to take notice. There was once a time when I would have a look of complete disgust on my face when he texted me each morning. That look has now been replaced with a slight smile and an extra word in my reply. He knows he’s getting to me. It was his plan. He shows signs of a man we rarely see these days. A man that goes for what he wants. Even if he is never successful at obtaining that rare jewel (me), he knows that he gave it his all. But on the flip side he may not be in search of anything. Just a man who’s interest has been sparked by a woman he is intrigued by and wants to keep contact if for nothing more than a friendship via text. He has taught me something valuable and he may never know it. I am just glad that he didn’t call it quits a long time ago because "I'm not a bitch, I'm just unreceptive to things I don't understand."