Went to Plan B with Lex and friends Saturday night. Being in a relationship (a great one!), I have forgotten how to approach dudes. It was insecurity/high school/single life all over again. There we were circle dancing and I was looking around, waiting for a man to pull me over to him.
Then I saw my dream man. Olive complexion, tight novelty tee, 6 feet tall, slim, no man breasts, short hair. He took my hand and I embraced him. Then his lips grazed my neck. I thought... are we gonna make out? do I wanna make out with my dream man?
I smile asking him "what does your shirt say?" Dream man doesn't respond. He is pulling away. So I move closer...
Then he pulls away... I'm thinking "is he just trying to give me a hug? is he drunk? is he grossed out by me? don't go away!!!"
He leaves me, gets lost in the crowd. I feel dissed and insecure. its like I never had a boyfriend. There I was dejected and rejected like I had felt so many times before.
Tuesday, August 30, 2005
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2 comments:
Whatev. Your boyfriend is way cooler than any guy at Plan B. He let me pee with you.
he was in the bathroom with us too!
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