A Letter To You

I just had the most wonderful conversation with a friend of mine over the phone. He pointed out a few enlightening things:

1) Just by pure probability, there is at least one person in the metropolitan San Jose area that wants to do me right now.

2) Hell, there were a hand full of guys that wanted to do me in high school. Just so happen I like the one that preferred skinny blonds. And that's not a very good basis to compare to. I'd be set if you have the asian persuasion.

3) I need to find a tongue ninja just like him. He's not touting his own horn, but he's a jedi in the field of cunnilingus (I'm gonna have to take his word for it, and yeah those are his words)

4) Men are denser then shit. No matter how much I think you know, you really don't know anything. Especially the nerdy type. They will try to quantify everything. After all, leaving my shirt open so you can look straight down my shirt was not for you to observe my new rhinestone studded black bra. It was to tell you to violently rip my shirt off and stick your tongue down my throat.

5) I just need to tell you how I feel. I shouldn't let one incident discourage me from showing my feelings. So I've decided to write you a letter. If you know as much as I think you do, then you know this is addressed to you:

Dear You,

I have been captivated by you from the first moment we met. Although I can look into your piercing eyes hours on end, there was an air about you that was different from the other people I met that day. It turns out to be intellect.

I had to know more. I dug a little deeper. I have heard stories about you. That combined with your interactions showed that you're one of the biggest assholes in the history of man kind. I also read pieces of you left on the internet. Which proved you actually have a mind of your own. I observed every abnormalities in your actions, and I found a man who actually has a soul contrary to popular believes.

So here's the thing I'm curious about. Why are you so eager to push people away. Well maybe it's just to me. I guess only you would know. I know my reason to push people away is because I'm afraid to have my heart broken again. But the way I see it, if I don't open up for a stab to the heart, then I would never get the love I want.

I know nothing is that clear cut and simple. We have a lot of hurdles to clear if my feelings are returned. But for now, that's all I need to know. Things have a way to work themselves out.

So here it is. I'm in love with you. Your attempts to thwart me have failed. I'll try not to wait for you forever. I guess that's all I have to say about that.

Sincerely,
Me