The most beautiful woman I've ever seen
Saturday I went out to a queer bar with a friend. We were standing at the bar when, on the other side of my friend, the most beautiful woman I have ever seen appeared out of nowhere and smiled in our direction. She ordered her drink, and when she squeezed the lime it squirted down the bar directly onto my forehead. I said nothing, even though I'd had a bit to drink. She went back to her friend. I got up and danced a little later with my friend, and I couldn't stop thinking about her. After some encouragement, I went and stood right next to her, but even after three drinks, I could not get any words out of my mouth. Part of me was convinced she must be straight and there with her lover, by all appearances she could have thought the same about me... I stood there entranced by the music and by the beauty that I caught glimpses of out of the corner of my eye. I even had several lines prepared to say, but I just couldn't do it. Her elbows touched mine; I assumed it was an accident. She pulled her hair hair-tie out and waved around her full, silky black hair as though in a shampoo commercial. I almost fell over. Could she see me staring? I didn't care by that point, but I still couldn't speak. She ordered another drink, and I thought OK I'll find say something. But before I could finally go for it, she walked away. Then she had her coat on. And just like that she was gone.
I felt so disappointed in myself. I'd talked to several people that night, but not anyone who I was attracted to. And certainly not to the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. When I went home, I thought it over, and realized that elbow touching was probably not just an accident, and she'd be smiling at me all night, and hey, why couldn't it be me she was looking at, and what if that guy really was just her friend? They didn't seem to even touch each other...
So, disappointment. What can I take away from this? That I need to practice talking to people I think are attractive. And also, perhaps that I should go back to the bar next Saturday night and look for her. I've never seen anyone so beautiful.
I felt so disappointed in myself. I'd talked to several people that night, but not anyone who I was attracted to. And certainly not to the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. When I went home, I thought it over, and realized that elbow touching was probably not just an accident, and she'd be smiling at me all night, and hey, why couldn't it be me she was looking at, and what if that guy really was just her friend? They didn't seem to even touch each other...
So, disappointment. What can I take away from this? That I need to practice talking to people I think are attractive. And also, perhaps that I should go back to the bar next Saturday night and look for her. I've never seen anyone so beautiful.