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it seems like every guy that i've had strong feelings about, or even a slight crush, finds his perfect girl right after... right after i made my move or didn't make my move. i saw someone who used to laugh at almost everything i said. someone who i was supposed to hang with, but who started ignoring my emails. probably because that's when he met his perfect girl, and didn't need a bizarro friendship with me. i lost interest anyway, after learning a bit of information about him. but, it's true, happiness makes you glow. he was glowing, and the new tattoo on his arm looked so appealing. and i'm not big on tattoos. another missed opportunity. he looked so sure of his words, when he told me i'd do fine in boston. he's the type of guy who hugs you and means it. he's the type of guy who leaves a party early. he's the type of guy who you won't see in months. he's mysterious but he doesn't try to be. i'm tired of being interesting. im tired of being humorous. i'm tired of being a good luck charm. i'm tired of the unrequited. is there any balance in this world?
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