I refuse.
I refuse to be in love; it's just so untrustworthy. So... uncouth, somehow. I'm always so tempted to find her hand... being drunk around her just makes it worse.
What is a boy to do? I never wanted it to go so, but she's just too lovely. She does not appear quite as agonized over this as I. A friend of mine once decried how women were always represented as the emotional side of one-way relationships in movies, and although I have since discovered that girls seem incapable of sex without emotional attachments, boys tend to overdramatize the simplest of events. It needn't even be sex. A kiss, a caress, even a look is all it takes... the boy has already started planning the entire relationship in his head.
He's a fool. Right? She's lovely, but I'm a fool for believing there's any kind of future in this.
She is so lovely, though.
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