I met a girl recently. Our initial day was not all that great. Infact I was getting very annoyed at her and had things gone any worse that day I would have really given it to her. Day 2, however, was not so bad. I warmed up to her. She turned out to be nice, warm, friendly & funny. Best thing was, she laughed at all my jokes. I cracked her up with some of my stuff; she laughed so hard that she almost fell off her chair. Twice!
I teased her a bit and she reacted in the cutest way possible. She’s pretty and cute with a perfect little nose. A nose you’ll feel like pinching if you saw it. Light, clear, fair skin. And she’s pretty in an unobvious way and the best part is that she uses no makeup. She doesn’t have to. Day 3 was better, me & other girl walked her to the bus stop and we went together to her destination. I walked her to her friends place. Day 4 was more better. She would grab my arm when I pretended to leave, as if upset by her teasing, and that would make me stay. Day 5 was her last day in the city at work and she would be going back to her office and her hometown on Sunday at 5pm. We said goodbye on Saturday night at around 8:30 pm.
On Sunday we text messaged each other all throughout the morning. I asked her what her plans were for the day until her flight at 5pm. She said that she was bored and had no plans. I felt that I should go to her hotel and surprise her, maybe get a pizza and have lunch with her or something. And then drop her off at the airport. Or take her out for a bit. I hesitated. What was I thinking? It’s not like I was in love with her or falling for her. And this is me? Unlucky in the matters of the heart. And I still haven’t gotten over the other woman. But I could have done it. You know, just try it out and if it develops into something let it develop. But I chickened out. I don’t make as much money as she does. She’s used to finer stuff. She lives in a metro, she’s used to that. I’m a small town boy at heart. She’s pretty and cute, I’m fat & ugly. So I chickened out.