Always soft for a hometown girl

Wake up dreaming about the women I wish were in bed with me. Oddly enough, they’re all from my hometown. There’s one in particular. I’d pretty much forgotten about her over the years. But when I was home for Thanksgiving, she was out with a bunch of old friends and it all came back like a shot.

She was always pretty. She was also more on the quiet side than people like me. Back then most of us were far too busy trying to be fabulous or important or superstars or whatever. This girl always seemed perfectly content to just be herself. Usually in jeans and a sweatshirt, her long dirty blond hair pulled back in a simple ponytail. And just so, so lovely. She’s blessed with one of those smiles that just stops you in your tracks and makes you realize just how much of an asshole you really are sometimes. So open and free, all teeth and sparkly eyes.

Now more than 10 years later, she’s just as quietly beautiful. More so, even. There’s a grace about her that I cannot get enough of. She’ll be just as lovely when she’s 80.

We kind of hung out that night. I ended up being distracted by this insane fetish model chick (long story, different blog). But I was able to see her once more on my last night in town. I’d been wanting to check out this relatively new restaurant that’s currently all the rage. So I corralled a couple of good friends and we set a time to meet up there.

The weather was terrible that night, and everyone was super-late. But we ended up arriving around the same time. That’s when I discovered that my hometown crush worked behind the bar. So the three of us had dinner at the bar, and she took care of us.

The way she moves, her coy smile, the softness of her voice—I all but fell in love with her over the course of the evening.

She gave me the sweetest hug goodbye and said it was great seeing me. I Facebooked her, and we’ve exchanged flirty messages since then. And I’m about to go send her a Merry Christmas wish right now. Because just like Ginnifer Godwin’s character in that movie He’s Just Not That Into You, being open and willing and stupidly putting yourself out there again and again is hope in action. And as long as there’s hope, anything is possible.

The Love Monster will not be deterred.