2006-04-20 - 11:48 p.m.
A woman came into the restaurant today, she was so beautiful it hurt. It physically hurt me to be in the same room with her. I thought my eyes might crack open and baby chicks would fly out of their shattered shells in my head. The walls crumbled and fell in silently around me, and I just stood still, frozen like a retarded step-brother while my heart beat the smallest, quietest rhythm no one ever heard. It still hurts now, hours later, and I won't get any sleep tonight knowing I didn't ask her to marry me right there and then. She'd have said no, or more likely just laughed, but at least I'd know that.
Overcompensating? Maybe. I really do like girls, though. I just live in a town where they're all either dull or cheap or irredeemably insane. Why should this one strike me like a lightning bolt when I'm usually so apathetic and/or cynical? I may never know. Love is fucked up.
When she walked out that door, I started dying. I can hear it in me like an egg timer deep down in my guts somewhere.
Sigh.
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