TO: Men all over the planet
RE: Listen up!
DATE: July 15, 2010
We all know I get my thoughts out better – and a lot less awkwardly and no stuttering – on paper. I mean, you do know that already by now, right, boys? Sometimes what I mean to say and what actually comes out of my mouth exist in two separate dimensions. I’ve been thinking a lot lately about that. I have all these things I wish I could tell you. Some things I want to say? Well, yes, I do have some specific guys in mind, but really, when it comes down to it, if I had an auditorium full of you sitting with rapt attention and staring at me under that spotlight on the stage, these are some of the things that would make it to the top of my must-say list:
*It still hurts to see you with her. Sometimes.
*What in the heck are you doing with her? She’s completely wrong for you.
*There’s a heck of a lot of spunk packed in this less-than-4-foot body.
*I’m sorry about what happened between us. I’m sorry for those harsh words I said.
*Even though I know you probably hate me, you still give me butterflies. Damn.
*Sometimes I want to kiss you. Other times, I hate myself for wanting to kiss you.
*Why do you have to be so damn funny and make me smile? Stop it. Please. Thank you.
*I sometimes wonder what you would say if I just asked you out to dinner.
*I’m really just your average girl.
*Maybe you don’t notice my disability nearly as much as I think you do?
But, really. Wow. Can you imagine what that would look like? An auditorium of you and me, boys? I suppose it would look like one of those press conferences where I’m desperately trying to get my words out, but can’t help but mumble and fidget and fumble my way through the entire thing.
So what do you have to ask me? Or, what do you wish you could tell me? You know I’m always listening, so don’t start being shy now, boys…. xoxo