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today was also the day when i had to go to work after crying myself to sleep last night.. I think i must have finally got to sleep around 3 or so... went out with Chantelle last night, dinner at Imax, then Beauty and the Beast on the giant screen - amazing, wonderful. Then coffee at Borders. Then I caught a bus home, and she a taxi, and I sat on the bus and started to cry - she is straight. And yet I like her more than any other girl, woman or female in recent months - she is amazing and incredible and wonderful and beautiful and gorgeous and a thousand other great things... but she is straight. And it wrenched through my heart, that there are all these wonderful women, all these girls whom I might, and do, fall in love with, but simply don't have a chance, because they are straight. Especially this one. So I cried and sobbed and sobbed and cried. And then I cried some more.
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