February 4, 2011

batter up (op 10/29/10)

dear first glance last chance diary,

the mosquitos were bad that september 13th night 2005 and the Goddess was sweaty from excitement, "You're outta my league," she told the man with the really bad breath, but she had told him on the phone earlier, "Ill kiss you once, even if you're ugly," and she could tell he was gettin ready to collect. He took her breath away, and picked her up off the ground and that was the longest kiss she'd had in 20 years. The butterflies that used to flutter make her want to vomit now.
skipping forward to a conversation between the same man and the Goddess in the very same parkinglot where he'd swung her around over two years previous, "Remember when I told you when we met- you were out of my league?" And the man answered, "Yes, you know that's bullshit," he cooed. She looked at the man with her eyes FILLED with tears and said, " I'm out of YOUR league, and I cant even believe I'm able to say that." And the man said to the Goddess, "Yes, you are."
But the Goddess didn't bail completely, she remained friends with the man because she felt bad for him and his situation, she knew he wasn't happy, he told her often.