This is one I’ve wanted to write for a while, but never really had the motivation to go ahead and do it.
I always kinda questioned love, and today being Valentine’s Day, I took a moment to think on this one. I’ve been in love, but even when it ended, I reflected almost as much as how my life would change as much as how much I’d miss the woman. From then on, I’ve always worried about past relationships, even those that didn’t have the chance to explore potential love, whether or not they could have evolved into love.
That’s kinda why I think about this situation I’m writing about. In a past reddit account, back when I was still young to the GW exploration, I came across a woman in GW with a username that hinted at her location. That location was the state I lived in. She was gorgeous, and not the kind of gorgeous that makes your jaw drop and you and your buddies ogle her from across the bar and never approach her, I mean the kind of beautiful that you quietly appreciate and don’t really raise any attention to because you immediately start thinking about how you’re going to talk to her. You want her to yourself, and just pray to God she gives you at least the opportunity to make an attempt. The kind of beautiful that infiltrates every thought you have, you can’t get it out of your mind until you get the opportunity to find out if her personality can cash the check that gorgeous body and smile is writing.