A few seconds ago I watched as a lovely, voluptuous girl just walk out of my house. I had no idea who she was and neither did I make an attempt to talk to her. Why didn't I do any of those things? Was it my shyness or my introspection? That's beside the point at this point in time.
While she was walking out I stared ever so consciously at her ample ass.A series of thoughts ran through my moronic mind. Those thoughts eventually led to a single realisation that has changed a lot of things (well, the amount of changes that can be made in a couple of seconds). I have never had a girlfriend whose ass was that amazing. No, scratch that. I have never had a girlfriend.
Now, back to the aforementioned possibilities of why that is. Is it because of my shyness or is it because of my introspection? Choosing one over the other would make things seem less damning than they actually are. The truth is rather a lot more complex. I have never had a girlfriend because I knew not how to deal with the intricate matters of a relationship (maybe complex shouldn't have been the word I was meant to use).
Being in a relationship can be quite tedious. Well, that depends on how long that the relationship can last. When I was joining high school I had this idea that getting into a relationship would be easy and handling one would be just as simple as knocking one out. Well, both of those assumptions were wrong.
In the course of those four years I have been in less than one relationship and I have been presented with the opportunity to start more than four. Yeah, one for every year that I spent in high school.
At the moment I'm in university and an opportunity has arisen that I cannot turn down. Her eyes burn right through my egotistical defence, her touch gets my blood flowing south of the border and her lips whisper "kiss me" every time I come close to them. When I'm with her my usually cultured and educated nature diminishes to a mere spasm of gibberish. I have wasted no efforts in trying to steer her clear of my mind but she has taken a series of measures to ensure that she is there to stay. Her name is not an issue at this stage (and its not because I don't know her because I do). What I feel when I'm around her is a series of cardiac fluxes, abdominal discomfort and neurological dysfunction. Yes, some might refer me to a doctor but I call it love or I'd hope that it is love.
How can I know for sure that it is love if I've never felt anything of the sort before? The unfortunate truth is that I think I love her or she is nothing but my proximity infatuation.
Yeah Holly, you're nothing but a proximity infatuation. Sucks for the both of us then. Maybe sex wouldn't be such a good idea then?
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