About Me
You wish you could undo your love for him. It's awkward. It's embarassing. You can't tell anyone about it, because the fact of it would alter things -perhaps irreparably.
You wonder if he knows. You pray that he doesn't. You want him to read your mind. You send him messages. The telepathy never works.
You try to fall for other people, because maybe he'll like you then.
He tries to set you up with one of his friends. Jim, you're told, is interested in philosophy. Your philosopy, you tell him, is to not be interested in Jim. Because - it's true - Jim blows his nose more often than normal people do. He laughs (his remarkable laugh) and jokes about your ridiculous standards. "There's nothing standard about your standards," he says, and you say that someday your prince will come. More than anything you want him to reply, "But what if your prince is right under your nose?" Instead he says, "Well, as long as he's not one of those deposed princes..."
You wish he'd get a clue. But you're not about to give him one.
You wish he weren't such a prince. You wish he were a frog.
-How They Met And Other Stories' by David Levithan
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