I have mentioned here before that when I am attracted to someone, I just am. I’m not bound by gender or sexual orientation.
There’s no reasoning behind it. Or is there?
Last time I wrote about it, it happened at London’s Anime Con and it was a younger woman. I had eyes for no one else that day, even if it was something I couldn’t pursue (she was taken).
On my birthday, at the Fake Festival, I saw this guy. The first thing I noticed about him was how he was caring for a young boy, his son, who had a nosebleed.
He was tall, strong, arms and legs covered in tattoos, still, his touch was gentle. He was quietly doing his dad duty in the middle of the crowd, not panicking and not complaining.
I watched him with increasing interest until they were done; until the boy was well and almost clean.
As they walked right past us, Raven said, “He’s hot!”
I smiled. “Yes,” I agreed.
He was a good looking man, there’s no doubt, and if I have a ‘type’, it would be him. However, what got me staring at him and partly wishing he was a single dad were his actions.
Unfortunately ‘wifey’ eventually showed up, not showing a single ounce of worry for the child. Bitch.
I confess I was a little jealous and kind of enraged. Who am I kidding? I was fucking pissed off!
It’s a scene I see far too often: the good guys are taken by the mad cows.
To bruise my poor heart even more, he took his sunglasses off and, for a second, my eyes locked with his beautiful, honey coloured pair.
Raven told me to knock it off. I told her I could look. There was no harm. I don’t know his name and I will probably never even see him again.
Besides, she should follow her own advice as the same happened to her. The boy she found most attractive was there with his girlfriend.
We spent the last couple of hours at the festival singing, dancing and making fun of each other.
It’s been a week and I’m still thinking of him. Will someone like him (and available) ever cross my path? Or are they really all taken by the bitches to balance the bad and good in the world?