Some boys are like catnip - It maybe your funky pinstripe jeans or your suave hair or your rugged broad shoulders or your never clean shaved chin or your caveman hairy manly knuckles but there is always a girl who finds your presence irresistible. Every word out your mouth is witty and amusing. We can't pull our selves away from you and we're tongue tied and silent for a lack of a witty come back. In honour of pin stripe jeans I dub thee Nolan.
I go through Nolan's at varying rates, Sometimes I have one for every day of the week 9depending on my schedule) some the attraction lasts until you pull out that cigarette, some last weeks, terms, seasons, months, years, Some until the next haircut, some decades if you never change your hair Centuries if you keep staring into space with those brooding brown eyes hunching those great big hulking caveman shoulders.
This however doesn't mean we want to date you, Nolan. I feel unworthy of your undivided attention for in truth it is only your dress sense or your wild student hair or your slightly funny looking face that keeps me obsessed. but now even after several years you are as easy to resist as a child and candy. I saw you only for a few hours at that party but I relived it for weeks afterwards. Wondering and knowing in my heart I was unworthy of your indie rock style and your lanky french arms. Knowing that your interest in me only extended to borrowing my notes. Knowing you only talked to me because the bartender was too slow at fetching your drink. Knowing I was nothing like the kind of girl you would actually date.
I sigh for you Nolan and your pin stripe trousers and shaggy blonde hair, let me bask in your presence, let me stare at you a while longer.
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