This is last saturday's outfit. Went out to a disco close to my home, like usual. Was having fun and talking with friends. Then, I see a couple of girls, probably lesbians?... I stay around, dancing, and their gay friend starts a conversation with me, and introduce me to them. I have looked at them, but didnt really notice how beautiful the tall one was, let's call her C... She talks to me and Im stunned, with her eyes, her lips, her skin, her nose... Im just trying to smile and be cool.
Then, the other girl led us to a bench, takes out an icecube from her drink, looks at me with a smile: Wanna play? Sure!-I said. At first casual kisses, but once the piece of ice got smaller touching lips turned to french kisses. When C kissed me I knew I could fall in love with her. We kissed several times more, and then went dancing. Hugs and laughs before the place closed.
Now, how do you think this story ends?? Think the most pathetic way imaginable. Not that I went home alone, thats ok, its that I DONT HAVE HER NUMBER!!!! I didnt ask her number!! I didnt... I mean, maybe she doesnt really like me, that would be ok too. But I will never know if she does like me!! The whole week regretting, waking up thinking about her. Six days later and Im having fantasies about her or her friends asking for me and getting a message from a friend saying -Guess who is looking for you here?- How can I be such a moron!?
The (only) bright side is, like a friend said, I can fall in love, I want someone to love me. I guess I feel better knowing I can love again.
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