A Late Night With Him

Couple nights ago. Internet was down.

Exhausted. But really, what’s new? Can’t sleep despite it. Thinking of some guy I don’t even know that I saw at the Y today. It looked like he was looking at me. Why he would be…I don’t know. Sweating like a pig, in baggy sweats, bright red face. Cute. But I thought he was watching me. That’s why I noticed him. I thought I knew him. He looked familiar. (good looking really) but it turns out I have no idea who he is, Was? He doesn’t exist in my life anymore (except in my head), so was it is. Maybe he was just looking behind me. But it makes me wonder: what if one of those guys whose eye I’ve caught was actually someone…as in someone for me, someone important, “The One.” But it was only an eye catch and nobody had the balls to ask for a number. A lost chance, a lost love. What if there is only one person that’s just right for you, a soul mate. And what if he just walked past you and you had no idea it was him because you weren’t willing to walk up to a stranger in a mall and strike up a conversation. And that was your one shot. Or is fate in control here? Will fate give you a second chance? Will fate, in the end, bring the two of you together and make sure you get your happily ever after or are you completely screwed because there is no such thing as fate and now you won’t ever see him again? Whatever. I’m too young for this.