Saturday, November 19

It was definitely a bad hair day.



No hair drier, no hair-filled brush could


fluff up this pin-straight, streaky mess.


For the first time in three weeks, my


face was full of pus-y dots.



My object of affection forgot to meet me.


Perhaps he was disgusted.  


I knew I was.
 


My head buried in the keyboard


of my lap top, a message jumps


onto the screen: Care to


come eat with us tonight?


Us? I asked.


Yes, me, deidre and her friend from


high school.  Please come.


A great sigh.


Okay, I’ll meet you all


at the library.



Not enough time to put it up.


I’ll leave it down and pray


they won’t be disgusted.
 


Truged up Mt. Cardiac with Michael


still gazing intently at my stride.


No amount of “No” could stop him.


Such a lost cause.



Eventually we arrived, hands and nose numb,


my insides chilled by THAT LOOK,


that lovey dovey, unreciprocated look…


Was this my fate? I wondered


To be with someone who desired me


That I cared nothing for?


His beaming smile made me want to


cry and run back to my room,
 


Even though he was never disgusted.
 


And the three of them came pouring out the


mouth of the library, mittened except for the


Boy.


A boy with long brown hair reaching out


from his baseball cap.  I did not know him.


but when we were introduced,


I recognized that look he gave me:


Different than Michael’s, so different…


He didn’t speak at first, but


his face said love first sight,


since it was the first time and


his eyes were full of strange lights


in their brown darkness.



And he smiled.  How he smiled and


said his name.


I was so confused…was it


the blackness of night that kept my ugliness away?


Well, we wandered off to


the worn down restaurant that was getting ready to


Close. And suddenly, he started to speak


to me, about everything


about me, curiously.


And when the light exposed my secrets,


He continued as if nothing changed.



And I was in love.


And so was he.