Guys…I Fell in Love Last Night

the chronicles of a recently single man

Look, things aren’t easy for me. I’ve had my heart broken so badly that I struggle to be who I can be everyday, but last night I met the most incredible woman in the most random way. Here’s how it was:

My friend from out of town was visiting so I had to show him a good time. I picked him up at his hotel in a Lyft and we made our way over to the Academy of Science. Of course, we didn’t get in because we were drunk and late and all the tickets were sold out. Classic. So we walked around golden gate park for an hour before I realized that the girl I’m seeing lives super close by. We headed to her place and crushed a sixer of Sapporo (my favourite beer) and then took a Lyft to my favourite bar on Polk.

Just about a second after we walk in this random bitch starts telling my buddy how awesome he is and how shitty I am. It was weird because we were totally not willing to interact with her. So I ended that conversation with “please don’t talk to me. I don’t know why you are yelling at me”. Classic.

Johnny, my Buddy, sees a group of girls over at the bar that he wants to talk to. And seeing as he’s awesome, he walks right over. I obligatingly follow but he is already walked away. I immediately start hitting it off with this girl but I see that a shy, kind of pissed off looking girl is sitting behind her. The girl I’m talking to slowly walks away, thank god, because the shy blonde with beautiful big eyes just falls into my lap.

Her elegant, not so British, accent took my heart a minute to catch up to. Her beautiful blonde hair was the opposite of my likings and yet her tone, her passion and her drive wrapped me in. Not to mention we somehow liked everything the exact same; books, music, social interactions, we simply agreed on everything. She’s a version of me born in a different country, living in a different city, existing as a different sex and yet I’m obsessed with her. I would love to have her nurse me while reading my favourite novella to me in her beautiful voice. Oh! and she’s a nurse, thats hot. She let me hold her hand but her desire to go no further made me ragingly attracted to her. Her vocabulary was out of this world, thankfully I’m a linguist, and hearing those words in her accent made me want more. She was simply poetic.

We closed the bar down and I didn’t want to let her go. I bought her a couple rounds of beer just so she wouldn’t leave her chair. When her friends finally dragged her off I desperately said “text me”. She screamed back “I’m going to marry you”. I really hope to see her again.