A Shyness That Is Criminally Vulgar

Nov 07, 2006 19:03

Lots of infatuation angst today. Totally my own fault. Too shy for my own good. Though I must say, I am not amused by the fact that my iPod seems to be in on it... First "Kiss Me", now "Unlovable". Bad Lola.

It's hard to consider relationships when you often feel like you're 14-years-old. Maybe I have DID and the one who handles guys is a 14-year-old! A shy 14-year-old that sneaks the occasional romance novel and watches soaps and sometimes prefers a cupcake over cheesecake...

Iam the queen of missed opportunities.  Bow before me.

He was right there!  In the same bloody room, and all I could do was look.  Look, don't talk, that's my motto.  So instead of trying to convey some sort of interest toward the object of my attraction, I elected to remain quiet and watch him as inconspicuously as possible.  What am I, some sort of crush voyeur?

I know I'm being stupid.  But it's so hard.  I don't talk to people I don't know and even though I like him, he doesn't know me either.  But I'm stupid to wait for some sort of divine intervention or whatever.  An introduction isn't going to fall in my lap.  We don't see each other often, so I'm not going to be on his mind at all.  Oh, there may be some recognition, but it'll be fleeting.  I'll just be "that girl", just like any other, nothing to see, move along....

I'm so happy that I saw him but so very unhappy that I'm such a coward.

heart matters, angst

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