So I saw this girl at a party the other night and she was really really cute, and so I started wondering if she was someone who hated small talk, and didn’t hang out in bars, and wasn’t interested in playing games, and maybe we could fall in right then and there, and maybe she would always hold my hand in public, and always smell good, and not complain that I don’t make much money, and give me the feeling that I can do anything, and tell me I’m good-looking, and make me feel like I’m the only guy in the world, and find it endearing instead of annoying that I like rotary phones, and make me feel like I’m going places, and not be a vegetarian but have a moral opposition to veal, and not look around the room all the time when we’re out at a restaurant, and never stay mad at me for too long, and make coffee at least 50% of the time, and bonk my brains out with great regularity, and tell me I look cool when I drive, and never answer her cell phone when we’re hanging out, and not talk about her ex-boyfriends all that often, and write me silly notes sometimes, and say I’m dark and mysterious even after you’ve known me for awhile, and tell me I could be a model for a best-selling dildo, and give me backrubs on occasion, and not get mad at me when I call her when I’m drunk, and not get scared if I really get attached, and not consider it a wasted day if we never get out of bed, and have a pair of those knee-high leather boots somewhere in her closet, and not get mad that I never remember the rules for poker, and make everything better when I have a crappy day. So then I tried talking to her but it was awkward for some reason so i went home.

‪Tales Of Mere Existence‬ by Levni Yilmaz

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