You read the books, watch the movies, and even see it in public. Love is everywhere except in my realm. I am what you call the "most single" or known as the best friend but never the girlfriend, but that's o.k. It's something that I am very used and probably will always be. I have found that being a tomboy is really not all that appealing.
It's not that I am not attractive, I am not a complete loss, but I do bring on a challenge to anyone that does try to date me. I am one of those girls that is very much one of the guys, I play video games, work on cars, and will tell you if there is a hot girl or not. I have been describes and a "dude with a vagina" (thank you, Ben).
My past consist of heart break, being controlled, and learning that sometimes finding yourself is never done.
Let's say that you walk down a common street and you see nothing but women around you. In this never ending space of female anatomy, you have certain categories of women. There is the drop dead gorgious, model, Maxim girl on the cover, and you know will never have, so poof. That group is gone. Goodbye Megan Fox and Selma. So now you have the girls that are commonly pretty, because they know where to shop and can make everything they touch melt. Just when you thnk you have a chance to even smell the same air as her, poof again. Next are the girls in your life that got away. What does that leave for you? You ask a very good question. You are surrounded by the millions of average looking women in reality that live there day to day lives wishing to be seen, noticed, and matter. Your eyes wonder through the women and you come across and very good coffee shop and there is me. I am not waiting for you. I am waiting on you, as your server.
I will notice you in the corner of my eye and evaluate the way you look. You might even speak to me unless I think you are interesting I am not going to swoon over you. Most of the time that doesnt do me any good but there are some that find that as an invitation, and depends on the invitation.
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