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She’s my girlfriend-non-girlfriend. She likes it when I call her
that. I actually met her a year ago but I knew she’d end up being
“the straight one” in my life. By April, knowing she’d be moving
soon, I figured it was time for me to track her down since she’d been
on my mind for 9 months. If I wanted a mate who was an equal in every
way, it would be her. Drop dead gorgeous. This woman knows how to
carry a room like none other. She asks me why I insist on wearing
jeans and button downs. Why not grow out my hair? Do I have a self-
esteem problem? No, I insist, I’m just doing me - the only way I know
how. She gives me a hard time, but now that she’s moved away, I’m
sure she misses me. She knows I’m the type to do anything to make
sure she can be everything. And she will be. With or without me - I
have no doubts about that. I’m going to visit her next month.
Patience is my strategy. I’ll take her to Girl Bar and give her a
taste of my world. I hope that she’ll let me hold her, the way I did
so many nights before she left - when we were both anxious, but
inseparable. Right now she’s the “straight one,” but I admit I’m
focused on broadening her horizons a bit. All in due time…

L
VA, USA