Failed Date

I had a date today with a girl named Bonnie.  As usual I got friend zoned afterwards, but it didn't bother me as much as it has in the past, probably because I fully expected it.  In fact I'm more bothered by how little it bothers me.  Maybe I've just dropped all expectations that anyone will ever see me as a romantic partner.  Maybe I'm just dead inside, which honestly would be great.  I guess the worst part is that it starts out great conversation wise.  We chat up a storm.  She's excited to meet me.  Then we meet for the date and that kills it.  I get ghosted or friend zoned.  Am I really such a terrible person to date?  And yes, I went on a date during a pandemic because for me a shot at love is worth potentially dying for right now.  I'm serious.  Ah freaking A, my loneliness is driving me insane.

When I was really young I used to think the female voice was so heavenly sounding that I believed every woman could sing as well as a professional singer.  I later found out that my belief was very wrong but I still get weak in the knees for women that have cute voices.

I was asked a while ago what my favorite song was, and I thought of one eventually but another one I really like is Somewhere Only We Know by Keane.  It has to do with memories and a place only they know about.  I think in most people's past there is something they can look back fondly on.  I'm linking a cover of it done by Lily Allen because well, females singing is the best thing ever :P

Somewhere Only We Know

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