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TITLE KEYWORD
Romance
AUTHOR
Kournikova
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
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[December 2005]
AUTHOR'S OTHER TITLES (1)
All I Needed (Songs) - [124 words] [Romance]
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Kournikova

Watching you from a distance as you caress her hair, smell it almost like you were in love. While her tearing heart weeps inside. Thinks to himself, ďshe looks pretty good from behind, in that skirtĒ as his gaze wanders around the room. The blonde is his next pathetic victim as he darts eyes fixed for a short lived introduction. ďKeep them guessingĒ he had learned. Less than two steps later his hands glide over her, the third oneís, delicate body and she giggles hysterically. Too much substance. Round 1. I could reminisce to 38 minutes ago when you poured that drink full of sexual innuendos. I didnít know you knew I was looking. Then again, I hadnít hadnít met you yet. And you know just exactly how to treat what they would call me ďunique situationĒ. My toe passes by your crotch, all this thinking and I forget to move it. Your positioning is truly demanding, and as far as I can see, I pass your test. Round 2 I giggle hysterically in conversation with another man. You look over oneís shoulder and seem to worry over losing your successes. Running back you interrupt, your sense of time seems to be slipping, or maybe its my drugs. You flash me that signature gapped tooth Casanova smile of yours and impress me (hardly) with your vas knowledge of the mundane. Just when you think youíve regained control in the situation, just when your whispering behind her dark thick hair into her appropriately decorated ear. Rushing back into my situation, you make a desperate third attempt. Engage my colleague, even make the appearance of a newfound relationship. Heís thoroughly impressed. As am I. Amazing how you can know someone but only meet them halfway through, in retrospect I see how that works for both the better and for the worse. Always a tragedy when you get what you want, a difficult situation. Iím sure our reader here thought I was after Casanova, but id give myself more credit than that. Truth be told my enthusiasm wasnít a ploy for attention, it was sincere, see thatís the kind of person our reader is gonna know me to be, a real sincere witch. I pull everyone in, thatís insecurity, to my best psychological diagnosis. The best ones are the ones that mean something, but theyíre also the worst. He has so much more to say than the last one ever would. I despise emptiness, but by that token you might call me a hypocrite. Why do I always fall for their addictions. Sincere, thatís the kinda person I hope ill know him to be. He passes my test so far, but then again he didnít meet me yet. Always running to please me, Iím used to that, and I can already tell thereís much more to it. ďI mean its my party and Iíve been sitting here with you the whole timeĒ I imagined heíd say after I would boldly ask if he was interested, but thatís not our way. We talk and talk and talk until mai roommate reminds me that our two hours are up, she didnít have as much fun as me. Calling herself the token asian of the room, I could understand. Racism, thatís a lie but prejudice has been passed down from first generation to generation. You could feel it, Ill admit to noticing our one African American, she was a beauty a real piece of work despite her being heavy set, I could wish I was her, that is if I wasnít enjoying myself so much. And our stereotypically dressed latino. I donít know if he was Mexican and they taught me that Hispanic offends them; I wouldnít want to be caught offending them now would I? I suppose they would say the same of stereotypes when theyíd meet mai roommate, That higher education UCLA student thatís quiet but hard working, unoffensively dressed, asian, if only they would meet her. Id say she broke some barriers in their neat classification. Rarely quiet and with her working habits I wonder how she survives this competitive world of education, much less has gotten so far as of yet. Round 3 let me return to his mannerisms. Just as he politely approaches the balcony to light his natural brand of cigarettes, I inform him of my departure. Without giving it a single second of thought he puts his cigarette back and walks us down, he hadnít done so much for his best friend that left over half an hour ago. We hug and he suggests a meeting under different circumstances. I feel like myself two and a half years ago, leaving that shy room only to explode with excitement over the sequence of events that so recently occurred. My less of everything friend getting bored just hearing about it, but acting as animated as ever, I thank her in my own way. Gloating in the amount of attention I received just a few minutes back. I know myself why it feels so new to me, and I use the enthusiasm to hide all my fears. 2 and half years. I know itís something most girls of my age canít relate to. I would pride myself on being so different if I werenít so depressed. But Iím not here to pity myself. Hugging him, my mind searched for an excuse to call him. How do you start when you both know itís so wrong. Counting the faces youíd have to justify it to shows it to be the lost cause that it truly is. In that room we didnít mind dreaming together of being together, but thoughts of the future fill our hearts with doubt. Weíre so different that it feels so right, o curse the circumstances. Iíll tell it to everyone I know, that will make it realer. Amazing the power of words, how something can be made true just by your saying it. So much control to shape reality in that way. Our lives would be so easy, so much less chaotic if we hadnít the power. But Iím no Rousseau to dream of what our lives would be like if we hadnít made our mistakes. I doubt my decision every minute, but the next I reinforce it with my rationality. My blessed rationality. The one that I abandon chance I get for love. It doesnít rest until I learn my lesson. Have you ever looked at someone and just had that instinctive feeling that you could never be them, until next thing you know, you are. And someone across the room has that same thought. My advice, let them know, warn them. If you can save at least one person than your pain was worth it. My thoughts run back and forth like a ping pong ball. Forgiveness or strength? I canít fathom anything in this world or even the supernatural that could solve my problems. I think Iím sick. But Iím not here to pity myself, like I said.

 

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