Lets be honest guys, who didn't feel like this when online dating was a thing in 2005?
|First thoughts are often the Last
Staring at my blackberry, thinking I'm
connected to everyone. A thousand
thoughts attempt to whisk me away.
My vision is whirring from the edge of
Wikipedia to the darkness of youtube;
trying to decide if I should say "hey" or
"go away" to this concerned beauty. Her
'voice' needles my uneasy entrenched
feelings. Felt bound and gagged that
I failed and just said "oi vey". Now i'm
forced to redeem myself from
awkwardness, like some savage
I can't be dragged by feelings of self
doubt online, because I have to reach
that feeling of cloud eight, nine, and ten.
My only wish rn
is to see her again.