You know, dating a Pisces man can be a real trip. They’re these deep, soulful creatures, often lost in their own heads, you know? I was with this one guy, totally a Pisces, and for a while, I felt like we were orbiting each other rather than actually connecting. He was sweet, super kind, but there was this barrier sometimes, like he was behind a misty window and I couldn’t quite reach him. I really wanted to show him I cared, not just in a surface-level way, but truly, deeply. I was racking my brain, trying to figure out how to bridge that gap.
I remembered someone once telling me about Pisces guys and their creative side. Like, it’s not just a hobby for them, it’s often their whole world, their inner sanctuary. I started thinking, maybe that was the key. Maybe I hadn’t been paying enough attention to that part of him. I decided to make a conscious effort to really dig into it, to appreciate what made him tick on that level.
First off, I had to figure out what his “creative side” actually was. He wasn’t like, a famous painter or musician or anything. But I started observing. I noticed how he’d always have a little sketchbook in his bag, full of quick, almost scribbled drawings of random things – faces on the subway, a weird-looking tree, just stuff. He also had this old beat-up guitar in his apartment that he’d sometimes pick up and noodle on when he thought I wasn’t listening. He never really showed me anything, if that makes sense. It was all very private.
So, I started small. Instead of just walking past him when he was doodling, I’d actually stop. I’d lean over his shoulder and say something like, “Hey, that’s really cool. What’s this little creature doing here?” Or if he was humming a tune, I’d ask, “Is that something you’re working on? It sounds nice.” At first, he was a bit shy, a little closed off, like he wasn’t used to people noticing or caring about that stuff. He’d mumble something and put the sketchbook away. It was a bit deflating, but I didn’t give up.
I kept at it, subtly. I started leaving little things around – a nice new pen I picked up that I thought he might like, or a flyer for a local art show that looked interesting. One day, I saw him struggling with some old, crummy watercolor paints he had. So, I went out and bought him a small, decent set of watercolors and some nice paper. I just presented it to him, no big deal, saying, “Thought these might be fun to mess around with.” He looked genuinely surprised, almost touched. He didn’t say much, but I saw him trying them out later that week.
Then came the big one. He mentioned offhand that he used to write poetry when he was younger but felt silly about it now. I didn’t push him to show me old stuff or start writing again. Instead, I started talking about poetry I liked, just sharing my own interest. We went to a bookstore, and I lingered in the poetry section, picked up a book by an artist I knew he admired. I bought it, and when we got home, I just read a couple of poems aloud, not expecting anything, just sharing. He actually sat there and listened. A few days later, I found a little crumpled piece of paper on his desk with a few lines on it. He didn’t show it to me, but he didn’t hide it either.
The change was gradual, but it was real. He started opening up more. He’d show me his drawings without prompting, talking about what inspired them. He even played me a full song he’d written on his guitar one evening, something he’d never done before. He seemed more present, less in his own head. It was like appreciating his creative side wasn’t just about the art itself, it was about validating his inner world, the part of him that felt most vulnerable and real.
It totally shifted our dynamic. We started having deeper conversations, not just about day-to-day stuff, but about feelings, dreams, inspiration. He felt seen, truly seen, for all of him, not just the parts he thought were acceptable to show. It built this incredible trust and intimacy. So, if you’ve got a Pisces man in your life and you want to really connect, truly show him you care, find that creative spark in him, however small it seems, and nurture it. It’s like finding the key to his heart, seriously.
