20 November 2008

If books had arms, I wouldn't need men

On a university campus you would expect there to be myriad selections of intelligent men...yet I have met to date only two I would even consider dating, one of them being a very good friend of mine who I'd rather not date for fear of ruining a fantastic friendship, and the other being the embodiment o everything I could ever want from a man. The former is probably my best guy friend on campus. The latter is a politically savvy, extremely bright man who oozes charisma and dissolves the very foundation of my being, leaving me to collapse in on myself like an ancient monument to unrequited love.

He brings out a dramatic streak in me.

It stuns me how tremendously I fail at speaking to this man. I suppose for now I'll just curl up in my bed with a book...if only books had arms to hold you with.

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