But that girl changes from day to day
! Sometimes i'll see a girl on the street and that'll be the one. Just the way she carries herself
. Or the attitude
of that bass player
in the little band at the open stage. The one who sold me the bagel
the other morning, or that bulldyke from Texas
. The girl with the same name as me who works in the kitchen where my housemate waitress
es. OR - that girl that wrote the node which made me cry. Sometimes i wake up and think my ex-girlfriend, the poet
, is the girl of my dreams
. But she's so far away.
Ask her out? This would spoil the perfect crystalline crush. This would force me to negotiate the whole sexuality thing with a stranger, or with an acquaintance, and those negotiations are rarely sexy, but stumble and bring the event plummeting out of hormones and into politics. This would make her a reality that grates the sheen right off the dreams. Also, i'm shy. And yes, many girls prefer men. You never know.
I don't think there's a one true love out there. Everyone has the potential for perfection, and i fall in love with the facets of divinity shining from their presence.