The gorgeous face, shah-rukh-hair, skinny body boyfriend
is on my mind a lot these days.
I worry that he might not be the person for me. Because, sigh...he doesn't read books.
And he is an introvert.
And he doesn't care what others think of him.
And sometimes I don't think he knows what I am talking about.
Have I intentionally fallen in love with a Bong(Bengali)-on-the-outside-malluboy-on-the-inside person?
Then boyfriend surprises me with home cooked 4 course meal, waiting for me in car in hot weather while I am inside a/c room taking GRE, holding my hair back while I throw up and I am in love again.
Am I a fickle, supercilious snob?
2 comments:
Love isn't all romance everyday.
That gets boring.
But I understand what you are talking about.
Yeah romance novels have totally spoiled me. But shall read your bodice ripping one when it comes out.
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