(NVGR) Unobtainable Love
Have you ever experienced a love for someone who is not there? Well, I currently am crushing over a co-worker I met this past summer even though I have not seen her in weeks. Read on to see how pathetic I am...
Feelings of love are a very curious thing. They strike without warning and fester without asking. Love drives people to the brink of insanity or brings them to the cusp of ecstasy. Love can mend your life, but love can also break your heart.
I happen to find myself smitten with someone, yet I am utterly confused as to why. This lovely girl is someone I met over the past summer. I worked with her only for a few short months and I did not see a strong bond between us. The best quality about her, for me, was the ease I had in approaching her and speaking my mind.
Regardless, I have not seen this girl since she left work. That was approximately one month ago, give or take a few days. I wanted to say so much to her on her last day, but I held my tongue and wished her luck. There is no need to ruin her perception of me, especially since I could tell it was positive.
Still, this past month has seen me leave one job and become isolated. Wishing I could still have strong friendships at work, I keep thinking about the good times at my previous job. I had worked there for two years and all I can think about is her. Even though I have never spent time with her outside of my job and I actually have contact with a few other co-workers, she is the one I see in my dreams.
I remember the first day I actually worked with her, too. She had come back from another state and was transferring to a school locally. Being away from her family did not bode well with her. She was ringing a customer out and could not remember a few of the PLUs. I butted in, like I tended to, and felt some kind of superiority. She was pleased, but I was just aggravated that some petulant child was given her job back, regardless of qualification.
For the next week or so, I did not introduce myself or even really speak to her. I was not an angry or irate person towards her, but I wanted nothing to do with this girl. I had been working my ass off for nearly two years and had gotten barely any recognition, but this bitch could come back after a year and be greeted with open arms! That was infuriating beyond belief for me.
One afternoon, though, an older co-worker of mine had told me that this girl always loved working with me. She was happy when I provided help and was delighted that at least one of the baggers was able to competently perform their job. My presence, in all likelihood, just made her feel at ease. I guess caring about your job makes others perk up. Who knew?
Well, once I was told that, I swallowed my idiotic and misplaced pride and spoke to her. Turns out we had a few things in common, but not a vast majority of similarities. We both loved the Beatles and that alone gave me plenty of conversational pieces. I actually puzzled her with a few of the songs I recommended and her father interviewed Paul McCartney himself!
Still, I was astonished at how easy talking to her was. I could mention anything and this girl would respond to me. I have never had that happen to me, even with the girl I swear I was in love with. This co-worker shot straight up my list of favorite people to be around, let alone co-workers.
Over the weeks, we spoke more about anything that came to our minds. She mentioned “Portal” and how the game was seemingly difficult to her, which I chuckled a bit. I at least gave her credit for trying and explained that her perceived difficulty was probably just due to a lack of experience. I never belittled her or ridiculed her for not being able to complete the game.
When I mentioned I would be heading to DC for a System of a Down concert, she told me about how she was in love with them in her middle school/high school years. We chatted about some of our favorite tunes and even got another co-worker to add his two cents. The atmosphere shifted from work related tension to jovial fun.
Then one weekend, she had to get coverage for a shift of hers. She had randomly won tickets to a Dave Matthews concert and was not missing the show. That is literally her favorite band in the world. I happily took the shift for her and explained how if Dave Matthews was her thing, I understood perfectly.
Now I personally am addicted to Dave Matthews. Maybe subconsciously I am trying to impress this girl, but seeing as how I probably will never encounter her again, why am I bothering? Is my need to find love so pathetic and nagging that I will fling it onto a person no longer in my presence?
What makes matters worse is that this girl has been dating someone for five years. She obviously is in a committed and happy relationship, yet I keep seeing myself with her. Before I even found out, I told myself that I could see myself being with this girl forever.
That last thought is entirely silly and brainless. How would I even know that I love her? What exactly have I done with this girl to cause such a stir to my heart? What if I am entirely mistaken and just filled with lust?
Speaking of that, this girl really is not a drop-dead diva. While she certainly is a pretty girl and I had a strange infatuation with the way her teeth looked, I could not claim she was a perfect ten. What bolsters her beauty for me is how wonderful she is to be around.
I am not unattracted to her, but I was more intrigued and enamored with her personality than anything. Alas, she is not to be mine and I will more than likely never get these thoughts to her. Even if I could, though, would I want to?
As I have been trekking through the Dave Matthews catalog, one song comes to mind. The love song “Sleep to Dream Her” rings truer for me each day. A tale of a man who cannot be with a woman except for in his dreams; that is exactly my current situation.
I would never force her to be with me, though. Even if I will never be able to say I actually did love this girl, I care too much about her to enforce my own stupid wants and needs upon her.
Hopefully I will be able to tell her how I felt one day, looking back. Maybe when we are old and happy with families and responsibilities, I can laugh to her and recount how I fell head over heels for her. Maybe if I improve my voice, I can sing her the Beatles “Julia,” to which she claims her name comes from.
Whatever the case, I just am unable to remove her from my thoughts. She permeates in my mind and I have not made physical contact with her in weeks. If I ever hear that she has left her boyfriend, though, you better believe that I will make every attempt to cease my lack of “contact.,” even if my means coming back home.
McCartney did his extremely best to crush this rumor throughout interviews and by redistribution a message on his website that affirmed that Mills was a being who has spent a great deal of her time annoying to help people in better need than herself.
Yeah, I suppose so. The first girl I fell for, though, was back in high school when I was 17-18. I definitely was ahead of the curve as my thoughts were pretty damn mature. I can positively say, though, that I merely liked her for her physical beauty. Not that I didn't care about her personality, but the bullshit I put her through wasn't right.
Well, I'm only 15. Love is a joke at our age.
I try to on Twitter, but I always feel like I'm being over bearing. I never want to tweet too much, but I also don't want to cease tweeting. Finding the balance seems impossible.
Ouch man, I'm sorry to hear that you're having such a rough time. I wish I could offer some form of advice but I don't have any experience with this. Every relationship I have had has been short-lived and resulted in me getting burned. Are you at least maintaining some form of contact with her?
I'm sorry to hear that.
I guess it's just human nature
This has happened to me before...Fuck.
Tell me about it...I really hope I can one day experience it.
I'm sorry to hear that. I wouldn't wish something like this on my worst enemy. It really sucks when you fall for someone and you just cannot have them.
I love this sharing of thoughts. It's so personal, but as with a gaming, love is a subject a lot of people can relate too.
Thank you for that. I really did try my hardest on this. It's been nagging at me for a week and I kept thinking of ways to actually explain the situation to other people.
I'm not really that old, though. I'm only 24. I'm not sure how old you are, but I'm positive that if you put your mind to it, you could describe your situation just as well as I did.
I can relate. Love hurts man, love hurts.
This is probably the first thing that made me get kinda depressed by reading it in a while because I've just realised that it is quite similar to my current situation.
Dude, I know exactly how you feel man. Now, I am young, so this obviously is in a much more mature perspective than it would be for me, but I can relate to this completely.
I'm not going to lie, there's this one girl who I know who I think is gorgeous, is quite smart, and can be kind. I've talked to her a few times, and she seems to be somewhat intelligent. Sure, she sometimes can be irresponsible and arrogant, but I did kinda start falling for her. Throughout the next year, I began to think about us as a relationship and kept seeing it quite clearly. I was thinking of asking her out, but I held off just due to doubt on a social and emotional level. But I still think about her. Plus, the fact she's in a class of mine doesn't help...
But enough about me, let me just say I think this is my favorite blog you've done. And that is saying quite a lot, because you are a brilliant writer. I love this NVGR series, because I feel these are the best types of blogs. Just g1s saying what's on their mind. Good stuff Sigy, good stuff.