(This isn't technically creative, but writeresses read my blog and I have no other way to communicate this very important facet of maleness [SIDE NOTE: NOT ALL DUDES, JUST THE ONES WHO DON'T NEED YOUR PANTS OFF])
She wasn't ever much. Her hair isn't the right color (too light) and her skin isn't the right shade with her hair (too similar). Her face isn't the right shape (too square) and her breasts aren't the right size (too small) because she's not the right height for them (too tall). Her hands and her smile and her ears are just off. Her laugh and her stare and her gait are not right. She's not what I wanted.
But we got talking, and we had a coffee, and three dates later, we realized we clicked on the emotional/personal checklist that every person prepares.
We dated for a year and a half and I loved her hair and her skin and her face and her breasts and her height and her hands and smile and ears and laughandstareandgait. She was just what I wanted.
Now she's gone, I feel like I've been thrown back into a pool after swimming in a fishbowl. Every girl with a square face, or skin too similar to her hair tone, or eyes that are just like hers makes me quiver. I shudder and strain. I act nonchalant but I stare. I'm slowly rehabilitating myself back out of her. I'm slowly letting other women into my dreams.
What was once my blessing is now my prison: I can only see her.
Hmm.
ReplyDeleteThat's enigmatic.
ReplyDeleteI know this is not unique to me because 1. shut up I just know and 2. Chris and I talked about it.
So, basically, you're saying that guys see girls who are similar and that reminds them of old loves? Just making sure that's what you meant. Intriguing insight into maleness.
ReplyDelete("My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun")
ReplyDelete(This is something that scares me.)
Thanks for sharing, Robby.
Well, you can't look longingly into the sun for hours and hours. You'd go blind.
ReplyDeleteLess like what Ashlee said (unless it's the same thing, stripped of all romance, but I don't like it nonetheless) and more like what Brooke said (mistress' eyes and whatnot).
ReplyDeleteTo be explicit: during the time while I am dating anybody, that individual becomes my expectation of beauty. It's not a choice, and it's not something I notice. But it gradually just becomes true. After a time, the things I see in other people only remind me of her. Good while I'm dating (less chance of cheating) and bad while I'm not (more chance of uuuugh).
Hmm.
ReplyDeleteNo, I understand . . . Over the time I've dated Curtis, I've found myself becoming more attracted to the tall and exceptionally thin.
ReplyDeleteHaha, YESSSS IT IS THAT EXACTLY.
ReplyDeleteEt tu, Robby?
ReplyDeleteHaha, Janelle! Robby, there's no answer. I think I understand, mostly.
ReplyDeleteAh, well, my phrasing wasn't super romanticky (I know, it's not a word, but NOW IT IS!), but I suppose I understood what you wrote well enough. Still a good insight to have read. Thanks for writing it.
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