My kind of girl
I met her online, I was lonely and she was bored, one click
and the conversation that would start a romance had ignited. Chemistry like
ours can’t be made in the lab, it’s one of those natural unknown unknowns, and
the reaction requires no activation it sparks by itself. You could call her a
breath of fresh air but that still would not fully describe her, she’s like
WOW! yes! The only word I can think of to do her justice is WOW!. I swore to
stay aware from cyber relationships but how do you turn away the person who
helped you pick up the pieces? It’s funny how when god sends us angels we are
too busy being sad, living in the past and facebooking about our ex’s that we
look straight past them, lucky for me I had my angels spotting radar working
correctly.
She does not mind my
tasteless jokes about the gap in her teeth; she is cool with me joking about
her being able to lie through her teeth. She gives great advice, she’s like a
well of infinite wisdom, wise beyond her years; my definition of Yoda. She
would rather spend a night at home listening to my rambling and going on about
the complexities of life, than in the club dancing and drinking like the rest
of our generation. She’s like an ice cream Sunday; she gave new meaning to the
phrase ‘maybe on Monday’. She’s the right mix of girly girl and normal rough
kick ass chick, you should see my girl in a dress; curves like the ones on the
Rehoboth road.
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She has an intense liking for my particular brand of
humorous sarcasm, she calls me her geeky nice guy and who am I to object. They say that nice guys always finish last, but
with her I finish in first place every single time. She’s as adventurous as a
college freshman and as shy as a Sunday school choir girl; talk about the perfect
mix. Her favorite joke is asking me in her best sexy vampy naughty voice to
tickle her breast, and because I never want to disappoint her I always respond
“if it turns you on, then I will tickle both your breasts”; I am totally in
love her sense of humor. With her I
don’t have to rush, I can take all the time I need. She may not be the perfect
kind of girl but she is my kind of girl.
Nothing is ever guaranteed and I’m not sure if our cyber
romance will translate into something in the real domain, but I know our
friendship will always bind us together. But I am hoping that in my bright
future (the one my professors keep saying that I will have), she will be that
shining light at the end of the dark tunnel; she’s my kind of girl.
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