“Youth and regret, here alone. Bright
and joyful celebration.”
What’s a girl to do? It’s the story of
my life that I should develop a hopeless crush on someone who is totally
uninterested in me. I wonder what the odds are of falling for someone who feels
the same way back? Slim to zero I reckon. It’s a miracle that anyone should ever fall
in love with anyone else. Surely we should all be single entities, floating
around on a lonely planet, colliding occasionally but never actually connecting.
In fact I’m beginning to think there’s more chance of my fridge sprouting wings
and flying out the back door than me enjoying a mutual connection with someone nice.
It’s not a big deal. I’m fine on my own.
Really. But I have to admit, it’s not like my hopeless crushes to last this
long; normally they fizzle out when I realise they’re not going to go anywhere.
But for some inexplicable reason I feel different this time. It’s hard waiting
around for something that might never happen but a whole lot harder giving up
on it when you know it could be something special.
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